His gaze went silver then crimson. “You’re wrong, Tashana. There will be no more you or me. There will only be us.”
Her eyes narrowed at his arrogance. Turning her back, she walked toward the door. “Screw you.”
“That will come later.” His voice was a silken promise.
“You wish.” She fired back.
“No. My pleasure.” His hand gripped her, spun her around dragging her into his body.
His head dropped swiftly. She could have moved away but she wanted to taste him. His lips settled over hers, but not with aggression as she was bracing for. The aggression she could have taken and walked away. He liquefied her with tenderness. It was soft and gentle. Breaking down her defenses. He bit her on the lip and gasping, she let him in. His tongue delved into her mouth. He stroked gently against her. Murmuring, he pulled her tighter into his body. She felt all of his packed muscular body in delicious detail. She shuddered.
He ran his hand down her side leaving a trail of heat in his wake. Sinking deeper into his arms, she locked her hands in his hair. Sanjay dragged her up and then his lips became demanding, kissing her with the heat she expected. It was a sensual assault of unadulterated, unbridled lust. |