Chapter 83.

He grabbed my neck and claimed my lips like he’d been waiting for it. His hands roamed my body like he was starving for my touch and he knew my body now better than I knew it myself, after having drawn paths many times before, he followed them as though they led him home. The lock holding my teddy together was a small sliver clip, he pinched it between his fingers and pulled, and the pieces flew down on the floor- the lace pulled to opposite sides and my chest was on full display. I felt something sharp against my ribs, right between my breasts, and tried to look down but Darian wouldn't let me. He fisted my hair and forced my head back, his tongue slid over my neck with each kiss and I moaned when he nibbled below my chin. “This is going to hurt,” he said against my lips. My screams were silenced by his hand pressed over my mouth and it felt like he was cutting up my chest and pulling apart my ribcage. My voice was muffled and my panic ensued as I trashed under him but Darian grabbed