Chapter 33 —I warned you

Narrator:

The journey to the mansion was hellish with pent-up anticipation.

Roman didn't let go of his thigh at any point.

At first, it was just a slow, provocative caress, the touch of his fingers sliding over the fabric of her pants. Then the pressure increased, his fingers sinking into her skin with a firmness that left no doubt about his intention.

Aylin placed her hand over his, not to stop him, but to affirm what was happening. Roman glanced at her out of the corner of his eye. The way she watched him, her lips slightly parted, her breathing increasingly erratic, her eyes lit with the same need that coursed through his body, made him curve his lips into a dark smile.

He squeezed harder. Aylin stifled a gasp. Roman felt the shiver run through her skin like an electric shock.

If they weren't in the damn car, he would have taken her right there.

Every red light, every damn second of waiting, was torture.

The silence was charged with electricity, with looks