Ian tried to get away from Lia, but she felt the barrier of air crossing between the two bodies and refused, she didn't want him to leave, she didn't want to lose that feeling of having him close, of being caressed. She didn't want to let go of that smell, those hands, those tormented blue eyes that looked at her with the most irrepressible desire.

Beyond the fog was that feeling of deep arousal that seized her, and she didn't want to let go of it.

She stuck her thumbs in the belt loops of his jeans, thwarted his cowardly attempt to escape, and drew him back to her.

—What the hell...? —he muttered, amazed.

It was the first decision she made, and she made it at the wrong time.

"Lia, that's enough, let go of me." He could have told her, but the truth slapped him in the face: he was afraid she would obey him. What a good dominant! Katherine would laugh in his face if she had known... Katherine, was another main reason not to go ah