His eyes gazed on her face, lingered at her lips, then dipped lower, ravaging every curve with the hunger of a beast starved for years.
“You used to be this shy little thing unable to look me in the eye whenever we were……,” he rasped, lips brushing the corner of her jaw.
“All wide eyes, nervous gasps, trembling every time I so much as touched you…...” he took a sharp breath, inhaling her scent.
“You were always a f*****g temptation, even when you were just a f*****g teenager… all soft curves and innocent stares, walking around like a f*****g sin— those tiny little waist, perky t**s — barely held by those goddamn tight little dresses you used to wear and those hips — just begging to be claimed ….you used to act like you didn’t know what you were doing to me……. I couldn't take my hands of
