. She shoved both of her hands h

t any kind of distance between hi

elt like a concrete wall beneath his dres

d, carving sharp

nches from hers. She could feel

, Breanne?" His breath ghosted over the

. Her heart was beating

han an arrogant jerk," she snapped

lack. The mocking amusement vanish

d track. He grabbed both of h

rists flat against the wooden headboard

ick his shins. The heavy duvet wrapped

right between her thighs, pressing down hard e

grip her jaw. His long fi

k directly into his

ttentive I can be," he whispered. His

ne ga

ers. It was not a kiss. It was

d together. She refused to yield

ned on her jaw. He bit d

from her throat at

r mouth, tasting of black coffee and mint. He claimed

r scent of cedar and expensive cologne filled her

ds slid down her arms, gripping her

wel tore open, exposing her flushed, d

moan escaped her lips as his rough, cal

cket. He unbuckled his leather belt with practiced,

His heavy body covered hers completely

a frantic, friction-filled exchange of

rs. She hated him for his arrogance. She hated he

oved with a brutal rhythm, determined to erase

ally against the drywall. The sound echoed

She tasted salt and sweat. She needed to muffle her ow

broken. His grip on her hips bruised her skin as

ver the room. The only sound wa

is back, staring blankly up at the ceili

r edge of the mattress. She pulled the tor

ted into a tight knot. Furious, hot tears of

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