“You’re killing me,” he growled into my mouth, turning us and carrying me across the space. A second later my bottom hit a hard surface, and Lee’s hand slipped beneath my underwear. He hissed out a breath when his fingers found me wet and I trembled against him. No one had ever touched me like Lee touched me, like he wanted to consume me. The combination of skill, passion, and need drove me crazy, and when he plunged two fingers inside, I almost lost my mind.

My mouth fell to his shoulder, biting down hard to keep from making too much noise. This was a packed-out nightclub, and though I had no clue what room we were in, I knew somebody could come in at any moment.

“That’s it, baby, hurt me if you need to,” Lee breathed, his voice gruff, moving his fingers in and out as I grasped his cock. His tongue plunged inside my mouth, and I wasn’t sure how much time had passed. It could have been a minute. It could have been an hour. All I knew was that I didn’t want this to end, didn’t want him to ever stop kissing me.

Finding my clit with his thumb, he began rubbing slow circles, and I felt my abdomen draw tight. The need to come made my vision blur with lights and stars that weren’t there.

“God, I missed you,” Lee whispered. “I missed your voice.”

There was something about how he said it, like he truly meant it, that made my heart clench. I couldn’t deny it any longer — I had feelings for him, and those feelings both terrified and excited me.

“Please,” I begged, my voice a breathy whisper. I needed him right then, needed him to fill every inch of me and own me like his eyes always promised he would.

Lee swore profusely as his fingers left me to pull my underwear off. He bent down to run his mouth along my inner thigh, the bit of scruff on his jaw creating a pleasurable scrape. Rising, he fumbled in his pocket, pulling out a condom as I shoved down his jeans, unable to wait any longer.

His tongue slid along the shell of my ear when he leaned in close, his voice low and gravelly. “Do you want it hard, Constable? Or slow?”

His emphasis on the words made me melt, my entire my body trembling at his question. For a second, I was too embarrassed to answer.

“Please,” I moaned again, my hands slipping under his shirt to feel his hard abs beneath. They trailed down his stomach, and I savoured the way his muscles jumped at my touch.

“Tell me,” he insisted, teeth nipping at my earlobe. Tingles skittered from the skin below my ear and all down my spine.

I looked at him then, blue eyes meeting blue eyes in the dark, and an understanding passed between us. Lee let out a low, pleased growl as his mouth found my lips again. “Okay, Snap. I’ll give it to you hard.”

As he tore open the condom packet, the sounds of our laboured breathing filled the small room. A second later, he positioned his cock against me, his hips rocking gently back and forth. I felt like I’d die if he didn’t slip inside me soon.

As I let out a frustrated moan, Lee leaned close so his mouth was on my ear again. “You belong to me,” he growled, and butterflies fluttered in my stomach. “Say it.”

“Just shut up and fuck me,” I begged him.

He groaned when he shoved into me in one swift, hard motion, but withdrew quickly and ordered again. “Say it.”

“I can’t,” I whimpered.

“You can,” he insisted, plunging into me once more but pulling out again too soon.

Unable to stand the torture any longer, I surrendered softly. “I belong to you.”

His eyes gleamed with victory, like he’d just won something. And then he fucked me so hard I forgot my own name. His hips jutted back and forth with exquisite precision, and I let my face fall to his neck. I loved the sounds he made, how he grunted as he pounded me. My fingers dug into his shoulder muscles so harshly I was going to end up leaving marks. He felt amazing, so good I could feel myself clenching around him, like I might come from the inside.

“Fuck,” Lee swore, feeling it, too. “You really like me, don’t you?” he said, his voice laced with arousal.

I refused to look at him, burying my face deeper into his neck as he buried himself deeper inside me. His fingers pulled at my chin, bringing my face up so that I’d look at him. It was right then that the lights flickered back on, and I saw his face clearly, saw the possession and need in his eyes.

Our gazes locked, and I couldn’t look away. I was mesmerised by him. The way his eyes captured mine made me feel like I was his entire world. His hands came up to cup my cheeks, and I felt my muscles clench again, an orgasm building until I came on his dick.

“Jesus,” Lee groaned, his eyes fluttering closed as he savoured it.

It wasn’t long before he came, too, and I watched, fascinated by the how he looked, so overtaken by pleasure. His body dropped onto mine and his arms wrapped around me, pulling my torso tight to his. I felt his mouth at my neck, planting kisses all the way down to my collarbone. Finally taking a second to look around, I found we were in a small, unused office. There was an old filing cabinet by the door, and I was sitting on what used to be somebody’s desk. I’d never had sex in a public place before, and the unsettling fact that I’d just broken the law sank in.

The scariest part was that I didn’t even feel bad. I couldn’t, not with Lee’s smell surrounding me and his mouth worshipping my skin with tender kisses. His hand reached for my chest, briefly cupping my breast before slipping inside and palming it fully. His thumb flicked over the tight nipple.

“God, your tits are perfect, and I haven’t even had a chance to taste them yet.” He groaned as though in pain, his mouth dipping lower to suck on my cleavage.

“We can’t stay here,” I protested.

“The fuck we can’t.”

Closing my eyes, I moaned when he pushed the cup of my bra down and closed his mouth around my nipple. I looked down and he stared up at me, the heat in his gaze telling me he wasn’t done by a long shot.

Unfortunately, the rest of the world had other ideas, and my phone began buzzing loudly in my bag where I’d dropped it over by the door. Lee’s teeth pressed down around my nipple, the pain agonisingly sweet.

“Ignore it,” he ordered.

“I can’t. My friend Reya will be wondering where I am.”

“Karla,” said Lee, his mouth leaving my breast as he rose to look me dead in the eye. “I’ve wanted you for months, haven’t been with a single person since the day I met you. No way are we done here.”

Startled by his admission, I drew back, my hands braced on his chest. “You…what?”

“You fucking heard me. Now, come here,” he murmured in a sexy voice, but I was already getting up from the table, putting my dress back to rights and trying to find my underwear. I looked around the room before turning back to Lee. His mouth formed a smirk when my eyes trailed to his pocket, where he’d stuffed my black lacy thong.

I held my hand out. “Give me that.”

He shot me a challenging stare. “Come and get it.”

I pouted in frustration. “You can’t just say stuff like that and expect me not to freak out.”

He stepped forward, and I stepped back. “Stuff like what?”

“That you haven’t been with anyone since you met me. What does that even mean?”

He ducked his head, levelling his eyes on me as he answered simply, “It means you left an impression.”

“That’s…that’s ridiculous.”

“Is it? Have you been with anyone?”

I folded my arms over my chest, causing Lee’s attention to wander to my cleavage. “That’s different. I haven’t been in a relationship, and I don’t do one-night stands.”

“Well, that’s good to hear, because I plan on making this” — he paused and motioned between the two of us — “a regular thing.”

I gaped at him. “That’s not going to happen, not unless you also plan on changing your entire way of life, because I won’t conduct a relationship with a criminal.”