She yanks me behind the neck and presses her lips to mine, and she’s not just kissing me. She’s devouring me. Stroking my back. Wrapping a leg around my hips and grinding against my hard-on while she thrusts her tongue into my mouth and owns me. Just owns me. If this is Annika being pissed at me, then she can be pissed at me every minute for the rest of my life.
