Chapter 104
Stephanie's Point of View
He gave me no chance to respond with words, or even to gather my scattered breaths and think of Alexander and my haunting anxieties. Instead, he bent his massive frame and lifted me into his powerful arms in a single, swift, and blinding motion.
Driven by pure instinct, my legs automatically tangled around his broad waist, my entirely bare skin pressing against his scorching, ignited flesh. He took a few wide steps through the pitch-black darkness of the room until we reached the bed, throwing me onto the mattress with a restrained, thrilling roughness that caused the cold sheets to shock my skin, which was already burning with desire.
