My name slipped from his lips repeatedly, like feathers brushing against the delicate edges of my heart, each time making me tremble.

He took my breath away in a brutal, possessive way as he kissed me, showing me how serious he was about claiming his territory. I let him have what he wanted, utterly blanking my mind in the process, taking me by surprise. "Hmm..."

To him, my hesitation must have seemed like consent. He pressed me against the wall, his lips devouring ...