You were a succubus and he was obsessed. Every secret moment he could get with you, he took it. The brush of his hands along your thighs, fingers trailing down your back. He craved your sensual touches.

"Is this what you wanted?" You ask softly as you pull him against you, making him bend down to your height. "Do you want to be caught?"

Konig didn't answer as his large hands circled your waist and his lips pressed against your neck, parting to draw in your scent.