Chapter Two: TouchHis fingers curl into her hair. He pulls her head back gently, eyes serious, studying the curvatures of her face, memorizing every inch of her.
"Are you asking to be part of my collection, darling little thing?"
She swallows the lump in her throat and licks her lips. "What if I am? Would you keep me?" she asks. Her heart is starting to beat it's way out of her ribs.
"Perhaps if I could have a taste first, to see what I'm getting myself into."
She feels like those should be her words, but she's helpless to resist as he tilts his head in closer. Her eyes flutter close. She doesn't know if she should be puckering her lips in anticipation of the kiss, but his fingers tighten in her hair and she gasps, her eyes widening in surprise from the sharp tug.
"Wuh-" she starts, o
