Summer's POV
The tension between us had been building all day, crackling like electricity through every stolen glance, every casual touch.
By the time we finished setting up Aria's room, my body hummed with anticipation.
After checking on the still-napping girls one last time, Alex led me down the hallway to his bedroom—our bedroom, as his possessive gaze seemed to declare.
The moment the door clicked shut behind us, his demeanor changed. Gone was the careful restraint he'd shown all afternoon.
My back hit the wall as he caged me between his powerful arms. The raw hunger in his eyes made my knees weak.
"Alex..." I breathed, unable to form coherent thoughts as his scent enveloped me.
"No more f*****g talking," he growled against my neck. "I've been hard for you all go
