Leah
My lips parted as he pressed his body into mine, making me feel his hardness. He glanced down at them, then back at me, eyes darkening.
"You've messed up my life, doll," he said through clenched teeth.
"And you ruined mine."
Then he kissed me.
It was a possessive kiss one that stole the damn air from my lungs and scrabbled every coherent thought. He kissed me until my knees buckled until I was soaked, my body betraying me and reacting in all the ways I swore it wouldn't.
He ripped the shirt from my body, his hands feverishly roaming every inch of me. He carried me back into the room without breaking the kiss. Then he tossed me onto the bed, and I landed with a gasp, staring up at him, chest heaving, lips swollen and tingling.
He stood at the edge, eyes dark and hooded, like a
