My fingers wrapped around the material of his shirt as our lips reconnected. He deepened the kiss, pressing his body flush against mine.
His arms slipped around my neck and pulled me closer, until our chests almost touched.
His touch made me feel lightheaded.
The kiss started off slow and passionate, as he continued to press himself against me.
“You’re mine,” he whispered. “Mine forever.”
I whimpered when he bit my lower lip.
“Say it,” he urged.
“Yours,” I replied obediently, wanting to please him.
“Say it louder.”
“Yours.”
Rafael chuckled, leaning forward and kissing me again, harder. I moaned as he tugged at my hair. The kiss turned hungry, heated and I was overwhelmed with desire.
As if reading my mind, he pushed me down on the bed. My mouth fell open when his weight settled
