Chapter 33

• When they were both in the elevator and the door was closed, he pushed her against the wall and moved her hands above her head before he crashed his lips to hers. Moving in sync, their lips felt like they were made for each other and she never wanted to stop.
• "I've dreamed about having you wrapped around my cock again," he whispered into her neck before he bit her.
• She was, once again, throbbing and she could, very clearly, feel how wet she was for him. She was already well aware of that. She was a dripping mess in this elevator for Dylan who was--one--in a relationship--two--her boss--and three--doing amazing things to her neck.