Lucien gasped for breath, his hands clutching tightly onto the man's arm as his legs began to tremble. His entire body was like a bowstring stretched to its absolute limit, just one more slight touch from Dominic Vance would cause it to snap entirely.
But Dominic Vance had no intention of stopping.
He slowly opened a document file on his laptop screen, his tone as casual as if he were reading a routine Monday morning report. With one hand, he scrolled the mouse cursor, while his other arm wrapped around Lucien's waist, his fingers leisurely tracing circles over the hipbone protruding beneath the thin layer of sleepwear.
"Read it to me." He leaned down, his lips nearly grazing the shell of Lucien's ear: "That first section."
Lucien glanced at the screen, secretly cursing that this lunatic really knew how to play wicked games, yet he had no choice but to indulge him.
