His eyes were on me, and I could feel it—even in the dark. Before I could say anything, his hand was suddenly at my chin, pulling my face toward him.
His touch sent a shock through my body, and I stopped moving—unsure of what would happen next.
“And in terms of knowing what a woman wants,” I could feel his breath near my lips. I swallowed hard, as I found myself staring into the darkness, where his face must’ve been just inches away.
Then it happened.
His lips crashed against mine, harder than expected. The kiss was hungrier, more desperate than the first one we had shared—and I couldn’t help but gasp into his mouth.
One of his hands moved around my throat, not tight but firm enough for me to feel a strange feeling in my underbelly. He broke the kiss and trailed his lips to my jawlin
