Alexa T. Steele

Night Fire

“I want you,” she whispered when the kiss broke. “I want you right here and right now. I want to taste every inch of your and for you to do the same to me. I want you, Dominic.”

“We don’t have much time,” he said. His voice was thick with desire and poured over her flesh like honey. “You have to be at the club soon.”

“But you said..”

“I’ll go with you. I’ll keep you safe, Selena.”

“Okay, but I want you now,” she kissed him again. She’d already waited twenty-four years to meet him and waiting another moment to feel him caress her bare flesh was torture.

“Our first time isn’t going to be here on the floor of the training room. I want to give you rose petals, candles, and so much more.”

“I only want you,” she kissed him again. Giving into his desire Dominic lowered her to the floor. She looked up into his hungry eyes and spread her thighs so he could settle between them. He leaned into her kissing her hard. His teeth ground against her lips as his mouth claimed her as his own.
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