Grey glare

I pushed him away but his muscular frame remained unbothered.

"Wh-what're you doing?" I breathed out in pants. He leaned down and looked so intently in my eyes that I could saw flecks of blue in his steely grey eyes. "Don't push me away again." He snarled angrily, his hands tightened on my waist, as he pulled me flushed towards his chest. 

I looked at him startled not understanding his sudden infatuation with me. I shrieked when he suddenly pushed me towards the railing, my stomach hit the lean rods, as he caged me between him and railing, my back collided with his front. 

Unable to make a move to get away, I sensed him leaning in, nuzzling his face in my neck. His arms wrapped tighter around my body and he lowered his lips to the nape of my neck. 

"You're a fucking masterpiece, Cara..." he groaned against my skin, making me whimper and clutching the railing with my hands tightly. I ha