Chapter 46.
Amelia’s body was still quivering from the intensity of being suck, her wrists chafed slightly where the rope bit into her skin, her thighs trembling from the aftermath of the high he had wrung out of her moments ago.
The air in the darkened room was thick, laced with the musky, intoxicating scent of s*x and leather.
Shadows flickered across the stone walls from the candles surrounding them, making the space feel even more enclosed—intimate… dangerous.
Every breath she took seemed to pull his scent deeper into her lungs, flooding her senses until she could barely think.
Maximo didn’t untie her.
He simply shifted forward, his tall frame blotting out what little light reached her face. His eyes burned, pinning her in place as his hands slid slowly down her sides, palms rou
