Aisling POV
His lips landed on mine, in a searing kiss, one I had not expected from him. Dominic, Iris's brother, was always the perfect gentleman, always having good grades, and always on good behavior… the man kissing me was something else.
He was passionate and seductive, he was determined and confident… his hands wrapped around my waist pressing me to his warm body, while my back was pressed against the coolness of the mirror wall of the elevator.
I could feel every muscle of his perfect chest pressed against mine. Inevitably, the kiss suddenly stopped, when the elevator stopped at the middle floor, and an old woman entered the small cabin. I was panting, while Dom's eyes were red with his demon's presence. You could cut the s****l tension between us with a butter knife, and some
