Men in Colors: Onyx Alcor
"Kali Heinna Miranda." He breathed slowly, wearing the same dangerously sexy smirk as her name rolled out his tongue like melting dark chocolate.
God, when did her name sound so sexy? Only now that this man pronounced it!
"Men in Colors, you say?" One perfect brow cocked, his tone dark yet playful and he never let go of her hand yet.
"Y- Yes, Mr. Alcor." She was starting to hyperventilate with his penetrating way of gazing. God help her!
"Yes, I'm most certainly a man in color." He breathed, his grip on her hand tightened, lifting it up to his sinful lips she could feel his warm heavy breath on her knuckles. "'Cause I definitely love the way your pale skin turns red for me, honey."
"And it's undeniably turnin' me on." He murmured, his soft lips touched her knuckles as he spoke and her body was treacherously in burning heat his smile grew darker when he felt it.
Yes, this man was a danger personified.
So dangerously good looking...
And very much married.