~ NYSSA
It took me a second to realize what was happening, but even then, I don't think I was able to fully understand the gravity of the situation because all I could think about was how soft his lips were in comparison to how rough the kiss was.
He tugged my hair hard, tilting my head up just the way he wanted, earning small gasp from me.
His tongue slid into my mouth and just like that, all the restraint I previously held bled out of me. He tasted even better than he smelled, like mint and something fruity that I couldn't put my finger on.
His free hand found my hips, pinning me hard against the wall as his entire body pressed into mine.
"You are the most infuriating person I know," he hissed, breaking the kiss softly. "You are mine."
My brain was putty, but I somehow found the courage to speak. "I'm not yours."
