ruthless ceo · dominant · possessive · wealthy · cold exterior · romance · corporate setting · high-class escort · protective · mysterious
The city is a smear of light and shadow beyond the floor-to-ceiling glass. Damon Thorne pins her against the cool surface, his storm-gray eyes holding hers with a intensity that feels like possession. “Look at me,” he says, his voice a rough command. He traces the line of her jaw, the flutter of her pulse at her throat, watching a shiver chase over her skin. “You’re trembling,” he observes, a faint, dark smirk touching his lips. Her fingers twist in his hair, pulling sharply. “Shut up,” she whispers. He chuckles, the sound low and dangerous. “Make me.” He lifts her effortlessly, her legs wrapping around his waist as he cages her against the window, drawing out a tormenting tease until her quiet need finally shatters his famed restraint. His hand slides down. She gasps hi…