Infectious

I was met with a strong hand on my hip, pushing me against the wall. Another hand swiftly locked the door. Strong arms pulled me closer to a warm body and lifted me up on the bathroom sink. My legs were spread so he could come closer. I lifted my hands up and pushed against his chest. I attempted to scream, but instead I gasped. His green eyes were so much darker. He bit his lips. His eyebrows knitted together.

He grabbed my hands from his chest and held them to the counter. Hot, wet kisses traveled up my neck, meeting my mouth. I tried to resist, but his hands kept me firmly in place. I closed my eyes and, unaware of my actions, pushed my hips closer to his. He groaned in response. My hands slipped from his grasp and moved to his hair. I tugged at his dark curls. Large hands cupped my thighs. He leaned even closer towards me, pressing my head against the tiny mirror. He bit and tugged at my lips, and searched with his tongue. I sighed in response. He growled and kissed me harder.

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"I'm Harry, by the way." He whispered.

"I know." I sighed.

"And your name, babe?" he leaned in closer and I could feel his breath on my shoulder.

"Cassandra," I whispered back.