Chapter One Hundred and Seven
“Kitten,” he growled when she nipped at his lower lip. Her tongue and teeth teasing at his flesh before she moved lower. She trailed kisses along the strong line of his jaw, her fingers tugging at his hair to make him tilt his head back for her.
His hands gripped her bottom, pulling her body tight against his. He could feel his c**k swelling rapidly in the confines of his jeans. The thought of f*****g his mate in the elevator was one that he’d had so many times and now he was ready to do just that.
Dinner could wait. He wanted her now.
Reaching over, he pressed the button to stop the elevator so they didn’t have to rush. He wanted to take his time with Abby, enjoy every single gasp and sigh she let out. To hear her moans grow louder just for him.
“Mmm.” A
