The room was dark and quiet, I didn't remember how I got here, lying on the soft mat in the spa's private quarters, but I wasn't alone.
Warm breath traced the curve of my neck. My back arched involuntarily, and I gasped softly as lips brushed my skin just below my ear, sending a cascade of shivers down my spine.
"Dr. Lucian…" I whispered, breathless.
He didn't respond with words. His hands slid down my waist, firm and slow, claiming every inch like he already knew every contour by heart. My robe had slipped off my shoulder, the silk now pooling loosely around my hips. I didn't stop him, couldn't, not when his touch was pure fire, igniting something inside me that I'd tried so hard to suppress.
