Megan's POV
I'm suddenly flipped onto my back, the movement snatching my breath away. Enrico's on top of me, my legs spread wide, and his hips laid right between them. I don't have time to respond to my current predicament before he's got my hands tightly held above my head. The motion causes his hips to come closer to me and my legs to rise higher. His eyes are hungry, greedy. I've been thinking about this for days. He bends his head down and buries it in my neck, inhaling deeply.
"I'm going to own you..." Enrico murmurs in my ear. He pulls his head back, pulling one hand from my wrists and moving it to my shirt. He smirks at me as he slowly lifts my shirt. My anticipation grows with every brush of his fingers against my torso. He lowers his head to my chest, and I try to pull my hands
