With my hand clasping Lacey’s tightly, we walked through the streets of the bustling city. I was uninterested with everything around me as I started down Lacey. She was smiling widely wearing her sultry red top, unforgivingly tight dark jeans and high heels.
Lacey... looked good.
Too good.
If I had my way, we’d be in that hotel room all day long— but I know she’s aching from all the times I’ve pulled her back for another round. Now, she’s a walking temptation that puts even more strain to my faltering control.
Ah, must she be so perfect? Must she be so irresistible?
The urge to place more claims all over her is almost blinding as my throat lets out a low growl. Take it easy. Control. Breathe. She’s already yours.
Lacey. Lacey. Lacey.
I possessively pulled her closer to me as she
