"Kiss me," he repeated."Why the hell would I do that?" I asked."You are sexy as hell when you're angry." "I'm not kissing you," I said when he stopped a foot away."I think you will. And you wanna know the best part?" he asked."No." "You're going to like it so much that you're going to think about it for the rest of the night." Before I could even reply, his lips were on mine.

"Well let's get on with it." I said with false bravado. Adrian grabbed my thighs and parted them; he came to stand between them. His large and callused hands felt as if they burned my skin...Our eyes locked and I reached for his belt and trousers...