Chapter 67
- My eyes close as he cups my face in both his hands and tenderly swipes his tongue through my open lips. He grabs my head at my nape and moves me to mould the way he wants me. I can feel a familiar pulse between my legs as he ignites my arousal with his possession.
- “Stop fighting with me about shit,” he whispers in between kisses.
- “Stop sleeping with other women,” I breathe.