A gasp slipped through my mouth when I was pulled back and pinned against the wall, his body pressed against mine. My breath caught in my throat with our faces just an inch away.

“Didn’t you hear what I told you? Nothing happened between us,” he growled, lips curling into a snarl. “And don’t you dare show me your back after you just indirectly accused me of cheating on you! Fuck! I can’t even think of another girl, let alone letting one come close to me!”

He had my hands pinned on the wall on both sides of my head, his hot breath falling on my lips.

Pressing our foreheads together, he closed his eyes. Taking a deep breath, he opened those gray oceans again. “How can I be single when I have my Rosebud in my life?”

My lower lip trembled as a lone tear escaped my eye. Jealousy and insecurity burned my heart. “Y-you didn’t feel anything when she touched you?”

He kissed the tear away. “Her hands were only on me for a second before I put her in her place. And to give your answer, no. The only feeling I felt was disgust.” Cupping my cheeks, he peered into my soul. “This heart only beats for you, my rose. It only knows to react to your touch, no one else’s. I belong to you, just like you belong to me.”

With waves of emotions crashing into my chest, another tear rolled down my cheek as I slammed my lips against his. His arms wrapped around me while my hands snaked around his neck, getting lost in his thick hair as our mouths molded into an intense passion for each other.

Fingers digging into flesh and hands tugging the hair, we were lost into a bubble of desire and possession. I pulled him as much closer as I could. There wasn’t even an inch of space between us. I showed with my actions what my words couldn’t say. Waves of pleasure ran down my body when our tongues joined. My moans were desperate while his groans just intensified the tug in my lower stomach.

Seeming to be losing his control, his hand moved to my back and cupped my behind, pulling me closer, if possible.

“My rose,” he groaned as his hand roamed over my curves. “You’re driving me crazy!”

Even if I didn’t want to pull away, my lungs gave up. Detaching my lips from his, I rested my forehead against his. With closed eyes, I took erratic breaths. My heart drummed in my chest.

He kissed the corner of my lips and then on my neck. Giving him more access to my neck, I leaned against him. After placing a last kiss on my shoulder, he wrapped his arms around me with my face in his chest. The fast rhythm of his heart almost lulled me to sleep.