The shock was a physical blow, knocking the air from my lungs.
I hadn't even had a second to process the meaning of his whispered words before his mouth was on mine, urgent and demanding. My eyes were wide open, staring up at the ceiling, then dropping to the dark, messy strands of his hair as he angled his head.
This wasn't a kiss. This was an ambush.
His lips were soft, yet they pressed down with a crushing weight, completely dominating mine.
I could feel the immediate, intoxicating heat radiating off him...the smell of his usual expensive cologne and the faint, musky scent of sweat from his workout earlier that day.
What the actual f**k?
My mind screamed. I struggled instinctively beneath him, my pinned hands flexing uselessly above my head.
I tried to twist my face away, tried
