God, did she even have the right to complain? After all, she had rejected him so many times. He must be frustrated with her by now—maybe he didn’t want her anymore.
“What?!” Cristiano stopped in his tracks and turned toward her, his eyes narrowing. “What are you…”
“You don’t want me because I’m not sexy, or hot, or experienced enough to satisfy you…” The insecurities tumbled out of her mouth in a frantic rush of blabber. “And now you—”
She couldn’t finish because… in one long stride, Cristiano closed the distance between them, his arm locking around her waist as he yanked her into his hard chest. In the next moment, she was flushed against him, his mouth crashing down on hers.
“Do you feel it, doll?” he murmured between their kisses, his hand sliding down from her waist to grip her bu
