Chapter 64
Skye’s POV
I didn't plan it. I didn't decide to do it. One second I was staring at his mouth and hating him and the next second my lips were on his and I was kissing him like I wanted to consume him. Like I wanted to crawl inside his body and tear out every secret he had ever kept from me and burn them all.
He released my wrists and his hands went to my waist‚ gripping the fabric of my shirt and pulling me harder against him. I bit his lower lip‚ hard enough to draw blood‚ and he groaned into my mouth and lifted me onto his desk in one rough motion. Papers scattered. His laptop slid sideways. Something glass fell off the edge and shattered on the floor and neither of us even glanced at it.
"I'm so angry at you‚" I said between kisses‚ my fingers already tearing at the button
