Chapter 26 Honeyed Sin (2)

Mia’s lips curved into a wicked grin, her eyes glinting with mischief as she shoved Victor back. His broad shoulders hit the kitchen island with a soft thud, the air punching out of him in a ragged gasp. She wasn’t done—not even close. The taste of honey and her own power still lingered on her tongue, and she could see the raw need in his eyes, the way his chest heaved under that pristine suit jacket. He was hers to toy with, and she fucking loved it. “Thought we were finished?” she teased, her voice a sultry purr as she stepped closer, her hips swaying like a predator stalking prey. His hands twitched at his sides, itching to grab her, but she was in control now. With a flick of her fingers, she unzipped his slacks, the sound sharp and filthy in the hot, sugar-scented air. His cock sprang free, thick and throbbing, already leaking with desperation. Victor groaned, low and tortured, his head tipping back as she reached for the honey jar again.