Description of book "Not All Weddings Turn Into Fairytales"
"I want to take you against this wall," he whispered in her ear, his lips touching her earlobe.
Mia was caged between the wall and his body pressing against her back. She could feel his erection digging into her back.
"You know well, I am married," she struggled to push him away.
He had her arm twisted behind her back and was sniffing her hair, " You smell so fucking good, it drives me crazy."
"Please, let me go," she pleaded.
"You know what I want, give it to me and I will let you go," he smirked against her neck.
"I am married for God's sake," she screamed trying to free herself from him.
"But I am the one who owns your body and soul," he bit on her neck, and she pressed her mouth tightly to suppress the moan.
"Why do you fight me? It only turns me on more "