Chapter 164.

Blair's POV

"Are you hungry?" He asked, making his way back to me.

“No.”

James' voice turned to silk. “But I am.”

I didn’t get a chance to react before he picked me up and set me on the desk in one smooth, swift motion. A small squeal of delight escaped me as he shoved my gown up around my hips and slipped his thumb beneath the edge of my underwear to find me already slick and wanting.

“James,” I hissed, glancing behind me at the unlocked door. “Someone will hear.”

Despite my protest, my clit throbbed with need. Heat gathered like a firestorm in my lungs as those strong, deft hands caressed me, molding to my hips and thighs, stoking the fires higher and hotter until they incinerated my reservations.

“No, they won't.” James sank to his knees and pushed my knees wider, granting him an unfettered view of my soaked arousal. His eyes gleamed up at me, dark and bright as volcanic glass. “It's my apartment.”

A humiliating little whimper left my mouth when he bent his head and closed his teet