I dove in, catching his bottom lip between my teeth and pushing us both through the pool house door. He stumbled back, snarling and ready to fight me, but I rushed in, sinking my mouth into his and pushing him down onto the couch. I covered his lips with mine, gripping his throat with one hand and holding myself up with the other. “Fuck you,” he sneered, pulling his mouth away. I grinned and flicked his lip with my tongue. “Only if you want to.”
