(Trigger Warning: This chapter contains explicit content and is intended for mature readers.)
His words sent heat rushing through me. The responsible part of my brain reminded me that I was at work, on a break that would end in fifteen minutes. But the way Levi looked at me—eyes dark with desire, lips curved in that knowing smile—made it hard to care.
"Punish me?" I asked, my voice coming out breathier than intended. "What did I do wrong?"
Levi's hands slid under my uniform shirt, his warm fingers tracing patterns on my bare skin. "Taking too long to mark me, for one," he murmured, leaning in to brush his lips against my neck. "Making me worry about you. And looking so damn tempting in this uniform."
I shivered as his teeth grazed my pulse point. "That's hardly my fault."
"I disagree." His hands moved higher, cupping my breasts through my bra. "You know exactly what you do to me."
