Squeeze again," he murmured against my lips.
I giggled, and replied with an "Uh, uh..."
He grabbed both my wrists and pushed me hard against the door. He retreated from my lips and I panted, excited and elated that I could make him as crazy as he made me. His lips were pressed to my ear, his ragged breathing only exciting me further.
"You test me Mya," he growled, "I guess I'll have to make you beg as well to make me feel better."
"I'm sorry," I whispered, albeit insincerely, since I anticipated with pleasure what he would do to make me beg.
"Uh, uh," he replied. "Too late for that. Now, turn so we can begin."
"You just don't understand what you do to me. I can't control myself." He kisses me harshly after I say that. His tongue pushes my lips and I try so hard to not let him in. He bits my lip making me gasp. Taking his chance, he gains access.
His tongue dances around with mine as he pushes me until my back is pressed on the cabinets behind me.
He pulls away leaving me breathless and cold. I pull him back making his warmth travel through my body. He smirks looking down at me before speaking.
"And you have no idea how bad I just want to take you and bend you over this counter."