Afraid Of Losing

Alexander's kisses were fierce and relentless, making Phoebe's lips ache.

"Mmm..." Phoebe furrowed her brow, her curled lashes trembling slightly from his passionate kiss, her cheeks flushing red. She wanted to resist but couldn't help wishing the kiss would continue.

It seemed she was developing feelings for him. She hated that about herself; despite how he had treated her moments before, the moment his lips touched hers, her heart felt like it was melting. She inexplicably liked the masculine scent that lingered on his lips.

Realizing this made Phoebe's heart race.

When the searing kiss ended, Alexander began tearing off his clothes. Phoebe instinctively took a step back, afraid and shy at the urgency in his eyes.

Tonight, he was going to...

Strangely, she found herself anticipating something.

He pulled her into his arms, his strong embrace enveloping her. His rough fingers tore open her conservative nightgown.

"I won't let you go tonight."

For the first time, she didn't push him aw