Bianca grabs Ken's suit lapels and pulls him close, her heart racing. "Prove it," she whispers fiercely before pressing her lips to his, pouring all her frustration and desire into the kiss.
Though Ken's arms encircle her, holding her tight against him, he pulls back with questioning eyes. "Bianca..."
"Don't think. Just feel." She pushes his jacket off his shoulders, her fingers finding their way to the nape of his neck as she guides his eager mouth back to hers.
In one fluid motion, Ken spins her around, pressing her back against the cool window glass. He captures her wrists above her head with one hand while the other explores her curves...
"Ken..." she breathes.
His fingers find bare skin at her waist, then trail higher beneath her clothes to trace the soft curves of her breasts. The exposure makes her pulse quicken.
"Has it really only been a day since I last kissed you? Already feels like a lifetime ago..." Ken murmurs.
Bianca is headed to Paris with Ken and the boys! But will this family vacation fall apart before it even begins?
Read the next chapter to find out.
Meanwhile, your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation! Help me grow, please.
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