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“You need to dial it down, Rachel,” he tells me in a deceptively calm voice

I want to scratch his eyes out and knee hiht, but I forcibly try to release er instead

But it’s bottled tight when I re, thudding coed to the ground besidehis charges, and I didn’t h the flesh of my upper arm

Rage and guilt and booze swih my blood For a split second, I feel like I’m in another world But thendown at , and I hate that even more

“Fuck you,” I curse under et my release another way

I jump on him

That gets the big lug to move since he’s so surprised by er It’s a way to release ood

My legs spread and go around his hips, locking tight Hands to his neck, I stare at him for what seems like an eternity but is only a second or two, and then my mouth is on his

Bodie makes an unholy sound froust, but then his hands go from my shoulders down to my naked ass, bare since the towel fell away from my body

We kiss so hardother than anger

Pure white-hot lust

Digging his fingers intofoul, or perhaps it’s beautiful, into my mouth, but I really don’t care He spins us around and takesbody pins me down

My hands slither in between us, working at the belt to his pants Whenerection, I know I’ht now

Bodie pulls his mouth from mine and looks down at , Hart?”

If I thought his use oflust, I’d be totally wrong Itthis