I barely take a step before he yanks me back, one arm pinning my chest and another at my throat. “Don’t you dare tell me to fuck off,” he growls, his hard body a furnace against mine. “Not after everything I’ve sacrificed for you.” God, he feels so safe. “Get off me,” I grit out, twisting against him, unable to budge or escape the insistent hardness digging into my hip. “Let me go.”
