Dominic's hands held her firmly, one at her waist, the other pressing against her back, anchoring her there. Then, with a startling motion, he entered her.
Mila gasped, gripping his shoulders tightly. Her eyes closed. She didn't fully surrender, but couldn't resist him either. She found herself caught somewhere in between.
And when he started moving, her resistance threatened to crumble.
His lips found hers again.
Mila tried to resist. Her hands pushed against his shoulders, her body tensing, her mind screaming at her to stop this, to pull away, to fight him.
But his touch, his kiss, made it impossible. Her resistance began to falter. Her body leaned toward him unwittingly. Her fingers, once pushing him away, slowly curled into his shoulders instead.
Every place he touched felt like it was set on fire, making her legs tighten instinctively around him.
A soft, broken sound slipped past her lips before she could stop it.
'This is insane.'
