Chapter 45
Aaliyah
That was why I didn't fight back when he pushed me against the car. He sucked on my lips as if he were starving for water, and I was what he needed. He kissed me like his life depended on it.
It didn't matter that we were outside the house or that the guards could be watching us. It didn't matter how angry I was, or how rough his lips were on mine. I didn't pull away as I responded to his kiss. His teeth nibbled on my bottom lip, and I gasped, groaning as the kiss deepened.
Then he pulled back, brushing the hair from my face. "I'm going to fuck you in the car."
He licked my lips, sucking and nibbling on them. The next moment, I found myself in Tristan's arms, and he had taken me inside my car. He sat me in the back seat, leaning closer.
The sound of my shirt tearing drew my attention, and I looked down to see myself naked. He stared at me with lustful eyes as he pulled off his own shirt.