Chapter 115

That was it. His mouth found mine again in a kiss that was sharp at first—punishing, angry, desperate. I kissed him back with equal hunger. His hands gripped my shoulders, then slid down, urgent, tracing every line of me. My coat fell to the floor. His shirt followed. I kissed his jaw, his throat, the curve where his shoulder met his neck, savoring the shudder in his breath. He kissed me harder, his fingers moving down to the button of my pants. He swiftly undid the button. We both shed our clothes without hesitation. Every inch of skin revealed felt like a confession. I kissed down his chest, my hand reaching for his erection. He trembled under my touch, his fingers tangled in my hair, his eyes never leaving mine. "I'll give you a chance," I whispered. "I hope you won't hurt me this time. If you do, I'll disappear from your world." "That's never going to happen," he growled. With a swift motion, he turned me around, forcing me to face the wall. I pressed my palms against the wall, ant