Silken Surrender

Vivienne’s POV

Valentin’s hand moved from my chin down the side of my throat, lingering over the racing pulse there. The other trailed up my thigh, slow and deliberate, slipping beneath the hem of my dress. My hands curved at the edge of the desk, holding on so tight like I would crumble if I let go.

“You’re upset,” he said quietly.

I laughed, breathless. “Of course I’m upset.”

“Why?” he asked, t