Damian didn’t give her another second to think. His mouth crashed back onto hers, harder this time, swallowing her half-formed protest. She let out a muffled sound, fists curling in his shirt as his tongue pushed past her lips, claiming every inch of her mouth.

Her back hit the wall harder when his body pressed fully against hers—unyielding muscle pinning her in place. She wriggled, desperate to pretend she still had control, but every shift of her hips just dragged her against the hard ...