Bella’s POV
I didn’t give him a second to breathe, let alone answer me. I just crashed my mouth onto his and swallowed every angry and undesired response he was about to spit out from his mouth.
It wasn’t a kiss. It was a fight. Our teeth and tongues clashed, and our breath stolen from both our mouths and shoved back hotter.
He growled deep in his chest, the sound vibrating against my lips. His hands shot into my hair, fisting it tight, and pulling until my eyes watered and my scalp burned in the best way ever.
I rolled my hips hard, grinding down on his lap. My silk dress was already bunched around my waist, nothing but that tiny soaked lace thong between us. I could feel him, thick and pulsing through his trousers, and I dragged myself along that ridge like I was trying to start a f
