74. Stop questioning my loyalty

ANTONIO

I gripped her jaw, my fingers dug into her cheeks, making her lips pucker up, giving me perfect opening to plunder her mouth with my tongue as I dominated her with a rough kiss. At first she was still but then she let out a little growl of her own that went straight to my côck as she grabbed the back of my neck, her nails digging into my flesh as she kissed me back, fighting for control. Giving me back just as much. My stubborn little devil.

When I momentarily pulled back to look at her, her hands went to my pants to unbutton then. She looked eager, angry and out of sorts. I grabbed her hand which had her looking up at me, and I got a glimpse in her dark brown eyes filled with frustrated need. And my own need mounted seeing hers.

I have no idea how this woman has me wrapped around her little finger and how she managed to squeeze the life out of my long dead heart. The only thing I knew was that I needed her now to live the rest of my life. Without her, it’d be impossible to br