"Why the damned hell are you stubborn!" He growled at me.
"I…." I gulped, feeling like I was about to die. I have seen him pissed countless times, but never to this extent. "You—"
The words froze in my throat when he kissed me.
He licked my lips as slowly as he could before he slipped his tongue into mine. A moan escaped my mouth when his tongue tangled with mine in a slow, sensual dance. He slowly twirled his tongue around mine before he took my tongue into his, and sucked it. I had to wrap my hands around him, to steady my body.
His hand on my body was hot, just like his mouth. He broke from the kiss and started trailing kisses down my face until he reached my neck.
Fuck.
This was much more than I expected a kiss to feel like. It made me hot and left me winded and eager to have his mouth back on mine.
He sniffed my neck, "I don't think I can ever get enough of your scent, Strawberry." He kissed my neck, making shivers rack through my spine.