Georgia's POV
I watched Nick smirk as I challenged him. That spark in his eyes, the one that warned me I'd just stepped into dangerous territory, flared into a full blaze. His control, his quiet dominance, it all came alive. The fire within his soul just awakened, and I could feel it wrapping around me like smoke.
That devilish gaze does things to me I can't even explain. It's the kind of look that strips me bare and makes me wet without him touching me, that makes my pulse stumble between fear and desire.
The thrill of being caught, the intimacy of this place that holds his childhood memories, it all twisted inside me until my breath turned ragged.
Nick loosened his tie, his movements echoing with authority. When his fingers reached for his belt, I caught him by the waist, stopping him.
"Let me help you, my love," I whispered, my voice dripping with challenge and promise.
