With renewed fervor, his desperate hands shove me down on the bed. Then his palms are on my breasts, kneading and caressing as his mouth finds mine. He kisses me deep and dirty. Then his lips are roaming all over, like they’re eager to taste every part of me, leaving a trail of warmth everywhere they touch. All signs of the broken man I walked in on mere minutes ago are gone. My spine bucks off the mattress when he captures one nipple between his teeth. “Yes…Yes…”
