Fated to Him
“Please, Henry, let go of me.” She swallowed hard a few times and licked her parted lips, calling his attention to her mouth.
I will never let go of you.” Henry laced her by the waist, tightening his grip on her, while his right hand slid up her body in a possessive caress. He heard her gasp, and he smirked, reaching for her neck, giving a light squeeze, his thumb playing on her full lips. They were so glued to each other, he could feel her heart drum against his chest.
“Please…” She trailed off in a whisper.
Henry bunched up her hair in his hand and tilted her head back, making her stare at him.
“I will never let you go. You’re tied to me forever and nothing will come between us. I swear, nothing. Do you understand that, Melina?” He felt a shiver crawl all over her skin.
“No! Please…” her voice failed, his kisses sending her into a vortex of emotions, making her body ablaze for him.
“Your body doesn’t agree with you.” He whispered to her, grinning.