Emcee breaks the kiss with a sigh, and licks his own lips, raking his teeth over the bottom one. He flops back onto the sofa, raising his arms over his head in a languid stretch, unconcerned that his trousers are still undone.

His dark lashes flicker as he casts a gaze up and down Alice's body.

And then he smiles, meeting her eyes.

"Do you want me?" he murmurs, his voice thick and gravelly.