Georgia's breath hitched between their hungry kisses. "I-I don't think this is a good idea, Nick…"
"Why not?" he murmured against her lips, his voice dripping with dark temptation as his fingers slipped to the back of her dress. A deft flick of his hand unhooked her bra, and with another, he loosened the front buttons just enough to free the soft swell of her breasts.
"B-Because… they might hear me…" Her voice wavered as she watched him tug her bra down, his gaze burning before his mouth closed over her nipple.
"This room is soundproof," he said between slow, claiming sucks.
Her pulse spiked, and she shoved at his chest. "Liar! I heard you swearing at Sarah earlier, very clearly down the hallway."
Nick chuckled low, bracing both hands on the desk beside her thighs, trapping her in. "Did you get jealous, seeing me and Sarah together?"
Georgia scoffed, tossing her head to the side. "The hell! Why would I get jealous?! Do whatever you want—I don't care!"
