#Chapter 41: Corridor Secrets

I barely had time to gasp before he pressed his mouth to mine again with a rough, needy sound. "God, Amelia," he growled, voice rough against my lips, "I've wanted this all fucking day." I shivered as his words sent heat straight between my thighs. "Richard," I breathed back, biting his lower lip, "shut up and kiss me harder." His answering snarl vibrated in my chest and he obeyed without hesitation. to gasp before Richard had me pinned against the wall, his mouth crashing onto mine. My fingers dove into his hair without thinking, nails scraping his scalp as his low growl vibrated against my chest. The cheap fluorescent lights flickered overhead, cold and clinical, but nothing felt clinical about the heat coiling in my stomach. Every rational thought fell away when his thumb traced the edge of my mouth, demanding more. I gave it to him. My wolf stirred deep inside me, restless, hungry. Heat pooled between my thighs, every nerve screaming for more. I let out a shuddering b