***Rose POV***
There was no need to ask my permission and Black knew it. Without touching me anywhere else, he brushed his velvety lips against mine, much like he had brushed them over my knuckles.
It was not enough. I wanted him to crush my lips, to take hold of me and take what he wanted of me. When he pulled away, I thought I would die of the need to be touched by him.
Clenching my thighs, I tried to stifle the need that had been growing between my legs. Black’s eyes darkened even more, and he groaned when he drew in a deep breath.
Before I could take stock of the situation, Black pounced on me, pinning me to the bed. He pulled my arms up, holding them in place with one hand, his face so close our noses touched. With his free hand he gripped my hip, hard, and I thought I would c
