"You are torturing your lips," Edgar said, touching where it was evident she had bitten down on her bottom lip. "Let me give you some motivation. If you continue to bite your lips, I will have no choice but to change my gentle approach and have you screaming for all the servants to hear. Which is it? Would you like the non-existent people on this floor to hear or perhaps the entire house? I am waiting."
"There is-"
"That is not one of the options," Edgar playfully bit down on the plump flesh of her left breast. "This floor or the entire house?"
Alessandra never thought Edgar's playfulness could be taken to a new level. He had her in the palm of his hands at this very moment. What would she have to do to put him in this position? To have him under her control? "Ah!" She gasped, surprised by Edgar entering her without any warning.
