Viona's POV
I frowned, irritated, about to protest. But the sudden, devouring kiss from his lips and the way he pinned me down hard, leaving me helpless against my own body, stole the protest right out of me.
He was damn good with his tongue in my mouth. So I swallowed every complaint and drank in his brutal kiss instead.
"Ngghh… Raf… No… not there… Aahh…" My body writhed, ticklish and overwhelmed, as Rafael's wet kisses trailed from my jaw down to my exposed underarm, his mouth roaming there ruthlessly.
"Aahh, Rafael… It's… it's…"
I tried to pull my hands free from his grip, uselessly. His hold was so strong that through my blurry haze, I could see the muscles in his arms tightening as he restrained me.
Oh shit. This man.
I wanted to shove him away and yell that it tickled, but at the same time, it felt good in a way that made my head spin.
