Caroline's POV
Before I could recover, Draven captured my mouth again, swallowing my moans. My hands moved frantically, pushing his suit jacket off his shoulders, attacking the buttons of his vest. I needed to feel his skin against mine.
His vest joined his jacket on the floor, and I tore at his shirt buttons. When they wouldn't cooperate fast enough, I yanked hard, sending buttons flying across the elevator.
Draven laughed."Impatient, my love?"
"I've waited a month," I gasped as his mouth moved to my neck. "I'm done waiting."
My hands explored his now-exposed chest and abs, tracing the hard ridges of muscle. He was magnificent, all power and raw strength. I unbuckled his belt and pushed his pants and boxer briefs down his hips, freeing his arousal. When my fingers wrapped around him,
