(Trigger Warning: This chapter contains explicit content and is intended for mature readers.)
Hazel's POV
Liam's words sent a shiver down my spine. His violet-blue eyes burned into mine, dark with desire. The air between us charged with electricity.
"The contracts?" I asked, my voice barely a whisper.
"Later," he growled, taking them from my hands and dropping them on Evelyn's desk.
He guided me backward until we reached the leather sofa. His hands found my waist, fingers digging possessively into my hips. The intensity of his gaze made my knees weak.
"I've been thinking about this all day," Liam admitted, his breath hot against my ear. "About you. About us."
"Me too," I confessed.
His lips crashed into mine with bruising force. Gone was the gentle, restrained Liam. This was raw, primal need. His tongue invaded my mouth, demanding and hungry. I melted against him, my body answering his call.
