He circled her waist and trapped her with no escape route.
"That means you will need to get used to dying at least a hundred times a day because I have no intention of changing this side of me…,"
"You…," He shut her up with a sensational kiss on the lips.
He pulled away just when she was yearning for more of him.
"As I said earlier you are not allowed to get tired or quit before I do," He said, his gaze settled on her burning eyes.
"You are bullying me…," He kissed her again. This time the kiss was more intense and his movement a bit rougher.
With every touch and every bite, he left Joanna craving for nothing else except more of him.
His habit of ripping her clothes manifested when the dress she wore obstructed him from exploring every part of her body with ease.
"Kay, that was the dress you bought for me…,"
"You will receive the exact dress tomorrow morning so don't worry," He said and rolled on top of her.
