Sophia’s POV
Thorne’s lips crashed against mine again, fierce and demanding, his tongue invading my mouth before I could even gasp.
The kiss was bruising all teeth and heat and just as I began to melt into it he jerked his head back breaking the contact with a sharp snap.
His hand shot to my shoulder shoving me hard until I stumbled backward and hit the cold wooden floor with a thud that knocked the breath from my lungs.
I lay there chest heaving the sting of the impact mixing with the throbbing heat between my legs.
Thorne loomed over me his physique framed by the dim hallway light with his eyes dark and predatory.
“You’re going to put that mouth to good use little one,” he said each word clipped and commanding. “Take off my pants. Now.”
His tone left no room for argument.
I co
