Oh? Nikolas locked eyes with her and his face lit up with his smirk. "My pleasure." Rising to his feet, he grabbed a fistful of her hair, and a moan slipped from her.
"You're driving me insane," he growled out.
"Stop talking, Nikolas." She glared at him. "Be a good husband and kiss your wife."
Something achingly close to a snap of restraint skipped over his face. Her heart rate kicked up and she yelped as the man pulled away into the bedroom.
He shoved her things off the desk, and lifted her. She widened her eyes as he deposited her onto the counter, tossing her shoes to the side.
"Nikolas—"
He dragged their mouths together. An instant spark that sizzled through her body sparked all over her and she grunted into his mouth. Every moan that she let out, Nikolas swallowed it down like it belonged to him.
He tasted of the champagne he'd had earlier at the event and for some reason, it was driving her out of her mind. She felt drunk on him.
