Gavriel's hand shot out, catching her wrist in a gentle yet firm grip. "Ana," he warned, his voice deep and raspy. "Don't start something you cannot finish."
Aliana looked up at him, their eyes locked in the darkness. "But what if I want to?"
Pulling his waistband down, Aliana leaned in close and whispered, "Let me make it up to you."
That was all it took to snap the thin thread of restraint he had been clinging to.
Letting out a low huff, Gavriel captured her mouth in a deep kiss. He rolled over until he was positioned over her and parted her thighs to slide between them.
They surrendered to their desires until the first golden rays of dawn crept through the balcony doors, forcing them to stop only because of the impending board meeting they had spent all of yesterday preparing for.
By the time she stepped into the foyer, Aliana looked striking in a dark navy tailored power suit, featuring a fitted blazer with a deep V-neckline and matching wide-leg trousers.
