PLEASE

PLEASE

He suddenly turns and faces me. I meet his stare with wide eyes, I was not expecting his reaction, or any reaction at all.

He holds my arms in place. His eyes were dark now, like a sea in a storm. If I peer into them longer, I was certain I would feel wind from the sea.

“What are you doing to me?” he growled.

I open my mouth to respond and he roughly presses his mouth against mine, his tongue slips into my mouth, sweeping it’s way around my tongue.

I take an unbalanced step backwards and he slips an arm around my waist, pulls me close to him and presses our bodies together.

We stumble into the room together, our mouths still pressed together and his tongue still scouring the insides of my mouth.

I moan into his mouth as his hand comes up to my breasts, he cups the left one in his hand, and squeezes. I groan when he pinches the nipple between his thumb and fore finger.

We tumble on the bed in a heap of conjoined lips, and I land on top of him.

His mout