^CHARLOTTE^
With that burning, dignifying thought, I pushed him off me as hard as I could. He didn’t go far, only a couple of feet, but the sudden resistance brought him up short. He stopped his assault on my neck, his head lifting, his eyes confused, still glazed with lust, but laced with a dawning anger. My legs unwrapped from his hips, my arms uncoiled from his neck, all my limbs suddenly limp. The only thing holding me against the wall were his hands, still gripping my ass, squeezing.
“Let me go,” I hissed, my eyes blazing with a fury that mirrored the chaos in my heart.
He growled at the command, a guttural warning, the sound vibrating in the air between us, but to my surprise, he did just as I asked. His hands dropped, and my legs felt a bit like Jell-O, but I managed to stay upri
