Bianca took a step closer, daring to close the distance that remained between them. They were close enough now that Sam could grab her. Or push her down on the couch. Either would work.
And the look in Sam’s eyes told Bianca she was considering doing just that.
“I know how much being in control gets you off,” Bianca said. “And I think it’s hot. The only thing hotter than the strong and silent act you put on is when something gets you all worked up until you finally break and have to take back control.”
Sam’s eyes narrowed. “You mean like when some bratty princess tries to push me over the edge?”
“Mmhm. Just like that.” Bianca bit down on her lower lip, relishing the fire in Sam’s gaze. “Those bratty princesses. What do you do to them to put them in their place?”
Sam’s answer was the relief Bianca had been seeking since the moment she discovered her sexuality.
“Test me and find out.”
Bianca’s heart began pounding hard against the inside of her chest. This was what she wanted. This was what she craved. She’d finally drawn Sam into her lair. But she’d overlooked one thing.
Sam wasn’t the prey. Bianca was.
And every inch of her body was telling her she was about to be devoured whole.
Without hesitation, Sam seized her by the hips and pulled her into a searing kiss, stealing all the breath from Bianca’s chest and every last thought from her anxious mind.