…captured almost… within the concave bend of Daniel’s posterior chain, it cradling her as his instincts took over. His hand caught her waist, fingers splaying across her ribs as he spun her around to him like a whirlwind.

Even as he fell back against the mirrored wall, he maintained control, turning her body in one fluid motion. The momentum carried them both, his back hitting the elevator wall as she landed against his chest, their eyes locked, her body half-draped over his larger frame. The tip of his nail digging into the skin beneath her silk blouse as he gripped her, the sharp sensation making her gasp. His other hand pressed into her lower back, steadying her even as their precarious position left her practically displayed across him.