“No one. Threatens. Your. Safety,” he bites out. “Got that, Angelina?” I blink, then nod. “Good,” he says, squeezes my neck, and slams his mouth to mine. I suck in a breath. He’s wearing that cologne again, the one that messes with my head. Grabbing at his shoulders, I climb onto his lap and press my core to the bulge in his pants. The moment I feel his hard cock against my already tingling pussy, a shudder passes through my body.
