Chapter 33 Under His Command

• The moment the door shut behind them, silence pulsed between their bodies like a second heartbeat.
• Adrian stepped forward slowly, undoing the cufflinks at his wrists. Sienna barely had time to breathe before Adrian pinned her back against the wall, one hand cupping her jaw, the other fisting in her hair. His mouth claimed hers—deep, greedy, a release of the tension that had built between them all day.
• “I should make you beg for it,” he murmured against her lips, voice velvet and command. “But I’m too fucking hard to wait.”