"Did you bring your things?" I asked, eager for him to move in.

"I brought just a few things for now," he said as he pushed the key into his jeans pocket. "I'll bring the rest later. But right now, I want you." His lips crushed down on mine, almost an assault, as he supported me with one arm under my ass and then ran the other hand through my hair. He walked over to the couch, unable to wait for the bedroom, and sat down with me on his lap. My breath quickened as I felt his ...