Chapter 3
“That’s enough,” he says, his voice a low, dangerous rumble that vibrates through my chest.
Before I can even blink, his large hand is around the back of my neck. He doesn't squeeze, but the weight of his palm is a claim. He searches my eyes, his grey gaze dark with a hunger he’s clearly been suppressing for years. I don’t shy away. I lean into his touch, nodding frantically, my breath coming in short, jagged hitches. He’s looking for a reason to stop, but I’m only giving him reasons to lose his mind.
He takes my lips in a fiery, punishing kiss. It’s a collision of teeth and tongue, tasting of the salt from my tears and the heat of his own desperation. We tumble back onto the bed, the mattress groaning under our combined weight. We are both completely naked now, the cool air o
