~SARA~
I kiss back.
And I hate that I do.
I should hate him. Loathe him. Curse him for being the reason everyone was after me.
But I don't.
Instead, I grab at his face. Heat spreading through me as I push myself forward and slam into his toned muscled frame.
He is strong. Really strong.
His arms wraps around my waist, squashing me and I twitch as pleasure and pain run through my spine.
He thrusts his tongue into my mouth and I gag as it hits the back of my throat.
I feel the taste of his mouth in mine. Our tongue moving and slurping in sync. Wet and obscene.
Then, still kissing. His hand reach for the top of my skirt and in one pull, he rips it off.
The cool chill of the air condition hits against my skin and he smacks a palm on it, pain exploding in my bun.
He bends and pu
