The Front Runner (Gold Rush Ranch, #3)

by Elsie Silver

“Trust me, Dr. Thorne, if I had you up against a wall, you’d be the meal.”

I’m going to make her come on them instead. I pull away to nip at the lobe of her ear, and she whimpers in protest. “Do you remember what I said I was going to do to you if I had you up against a wall, Dr. Thorne?” “What?” Her voice is pure lust, almost slurred. “I told you that you’d be the meal.”

“You are mine.” My hands slip on the desk, and my legs shake. “And I am yours.”