His strength was immense, biting Summer Ford's lips into deep furrows, the taste of blood mingling in their mouths before his actions finally softened a little.
His lips still pressed against hers, not retreating.
"Get up!" Summer Ford shouted angrily at him, her body struggling intensely beneath his.
"Seems the previous lesson wasn't enough!" Ethan Laurent's lips curled into a cold smile as he leaned forward, his lips once again finding hers.
This time, it wasn't a bite, but it was hardly different.
His kiss was like a stormy, wild plunder, seizing the breath from her mouth, capturing every inch of skin inside, so dominating that it seemed he wanted to capture her soul along with it.
He disliked her resistance, disliked her demeanor as if facing a stranger.
Through his actions, he showed his displeasure, indicating she shouldn't expect any peace!
The taste of blood lingered between them, a trace of bitterness yet inexplicably alluring.
