#CHAPTER 38: Bringing the Heat

MILA When Felix bent me over the counter, I thought I was going to combust. Our lovemaking had always been on another level, but something about having him inside me while in a kitchen, the place I loved most, felt forbidden and sexy in a way I had not been anticipating. Even if my restaurant failed within a day of opening, all the work had been worth it for this exact moment. Felix wove one hand into my hair, yanking it back. The other gently clasped my throat, the necklace I never knew I needed. I knew I was close from the way my heart was hammering, the way my skin felt tight and hot over my bones. With each thrust, Felix claimed me as his own. It would be a freaking miracle if I was able to walk the next day, let alone clean. I could tell I was veering towards the edge. I’d been a sweaty mess in the kitchen before, but this was something new entirely. It had certainly not been my intention to have sex in my newly cleaned kitchen, but something ab