What's normal ?(Anaya pov)

I take the wine bottle as I pass over his table

I loosen my hair strands , ready to conquer his attention .

I slowly walk infront of him and lean against the table he is working on .

His eyes doesn't move from the file which he is analyzing carefully

I slowly sip the drink

Cooling my nerves , a small moan escapes my throat

He closes his eyes and shakes his head before claiming his eyes on mine

I smile , first step completed successfully

"Busy ?" I ask him

My voice sultry

"Not when it comes to you " he sets the file aside as he pulls me closer

Holding my hip , placing me on top of the table .

He lays on my lap ,snuggling against my stomach

"I wanted to ask you something " my confidence is fading against his body heat

He's a man whose hard to resist

"Ask " he finally looks up to me

"Tell me something " my voice is breaking seeing the desire in his eyes

But it can't fade my intentions

"What you want to know ?" He leans back against his chair