He broke the kiss and looked down at her. He was smiling at her. There was something almost cruel, almost mocking in that smile...yet not quite. Somehow it wasn’t mocking her. He still seemed to be trying to work her out.
She looked back at him, trying to appear defiant.
"You really are going to be hard work, aren't you?" he smiled. Once again she found herself unsure what to make of that statement. She didn't have long to ponder it, anyway, as he took hold of both of her arms, pulled her to him, and kissed her hard again.
His lips pushed up against hers and she couldn't resist them. His tongue pushed into her mouth and she found hers pushing against it, acting on an instinct that she had never even known existed within her. She could feel something awakening in her. She was scared of i
