Silvia Davis POV
“Are you teasing me, sweetheart? Because I can feel your wetness against my pants, your underwear under the hoodie, rubbing against my thighs,” Alex whispered, his breath warm against my ear.
As his hand slipped under the hoodie I wore, his fingers brushed over my damp panties.
“We're running late, Alex,” I murmured, my voice catching in my throat, my gaze locked on him, brimming with desire.
I could sense without the mirror reflection, my appearance betraying the hunger simmering within.
But who could resist Alex?
It was Alex, his allure irresistible, his presence commanding, his touch promising to fulfill every craving.
“With that expression and those eyes, you're telling me you want to go to the council meeting, among the pack. Darling, you're positively intoxica
