Conrad held her hands above her head, his heavy weight pinning her to the ground. “What did you think you were doing, trying to jump out of that window?” Conrad asked between clenched teeth. Tanya swallowed hard and wet her dry lips, trying to regain some control over her body. She watched in fascination as Conrad’s bright green eyes turned a shade darker, gleaming with desire. She parted her lips and took in a shaky breath. Her breasts were crushed against Conrad’s solid chest. Her sensitive nipples poked through her clothes, begging to be licked by the soft lips that hovered a few inches above her. Fluid rushed to meet her nether folds as she felt Conrad’s cock grow long and hard between her legs. “It is none of your business, lord knight,” she managed to spit out. “It is my business. You could have killed yourself. That ledge is not wide enough to hold any man or woman. You would have taken a step and slipped to your death. What causes you so much fear?” “Release me,”
