He gripped my jaw a little tighter. “Do you understand that?”
“Yes. I understand it.” I snatched my hands from his grip and knocked his fingers from my jaw. “I belong to you, like a pretty little possession.”
“You belong to me, but nothing like my possession. As much as I’d love to possess you and your naked body, you’re your own person and I respect that. Until you push me. Push me and you’ll find out just how fucking possessive I can be.”
“I think I have a pretty good idea.”
He spun me into him, slid his fingers into my hair, and pulled my head back. “You have no idea just how thoroughly I could possess you, Bambi.”
“Don’t call me Bambi.”
Our lips were a whisper apart as he dipped his head to mine. “You’ve always been Bambi to me, and I’m not chang
