Chapter 44 Taking The Pet Ii

• I gasped and he turned around to face me. His eyes, those golden orbs, were narrowed and he was breathing harshly, his lips drawn back in a feral grimace. But I could see beyond the ferocious look he was spearing me with.
• My body was responding to him in a way I had never done before and suddenly, I was stepping to him, winding my arms around his thick, muscled waist as I rose to my toes and drew my lips across his mouth. He groaned, at a struggle going on in his mind. Then he held my waist and said, in a voice thick with passion,
• “Bianca… I …”