CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

THIRD PERSON’S POV

“Then do you care if I do this?” In a matter of seconds, he closed the gap between them. His lips crashed against hers, She couldn’t resist neither could she push him away. She returned his kiss, their tongues entwining, he tasted like alcohol and she wanted to get drunk.

The kiss grew passionate, it was a kiss born out of anger, confusion, and the tension that had been between them. She could only claim that she hated him, but a part of her wanted this.

She wrapped her hands around his neck as her fingers worked their way in his hair, She moaned in his mouth and he lifted her by the thighs. He stopped to stare at her, Hayley could feel her cheeks heat up.

He carried her towards the living room sofa before placing her gently on it and hovering over her.

“If we’re going to do this, then we’ll do it my way. Will you agree to my terms?” He asked her,

“Yes, anything you want.” Her voice was raspy, she was needy. She just wanted him as soon as possible, her body wa