Danica's POV
He was supposed to kill me… punish me for disobeying an order from him. But everything melted into thin air the moment he pinned me to the wall and got worked up over a fading bruise on my cheek.
And now he is kissing me. At first he was gentle. He held back… for my sake. He was giving me a chance to be reasonable and pull away but I couldn't. The word reasonable and resistance had vanished from my dictionary the moment his lips met mine. He pulled me even closer to his body with one arm, the other hand going to the back of my neck to keep me exactly where he wanted as he ravished my mouth like a meal he'd been starved for too long.
His tongue slid effortlessly into my mouth, kneading, tasting, sucking, claiming, in every way possible. My knees buckled and a strong wave of
