Chapter 36

Roxanne

His eyes hardened. I clench my palms in a fist to stop them from trembling. His hands loosened from around me as he separated himself from me, taking me by surprise.

He cups my cheeks by his palm and his thumb traces my lips. Our eyes stuck on each other. His hand moves back, under my hair, stopping on my nap as he cups it.

He pulls me down by my nape rather harshly and my lips instantly descend on his. My wet hair cascades down on his shoulders dripping water on them. My hands land on his shoulders.

He bites my lips making me wince in pain. His hold on my nape bruising. His other hand tugs away my barely holding towel.

I stand before him, naked.

Cool air hits me, creating goosebumps all over my body in their wake. His lips, moving in a rhythm with mine. His kiss, rough, as if emitting his anger on my lips. His other hand caressing the side of my belly.

We get low on oxygen and we part. I glare at him.

Fucking bastard must be horny. After a small staring session