"Ha!", I laughed, breathless but defiant, rolling my hips harder against him, I replied, "I don't think. I know."
That was the spark. I tangled my fingers in his shirt, yanking him closer before crushing my mouth over his again. The kiss was feral and desperate, tongues tangling, teeth clashing, every movement more battle than surrender.
Caesar growled into my mouth, and I answered with a breathless laugh, the sound only fueling him harder.
He tore me from the door, carrying me toward the bed as we devoured each other, kissing until we were forced to break apart when he dropped me onto the bed. As I landed onto the mattress, the impact jolted through me, but before he could loom above, I hooked my leg around his hip and dragged him down with me.
A growl rumbled from him at my defiance,
