CAPTIVATED BY HIS DARK DESIRES

"You don't know what you're playing with." He murmured, His hand traced a slow path down my arm, fingers firm but deliberate, sending a shiver straight to my core. "You are scared"

"I'm not." I whispered.

He smiled.

"You should be."

Before I could think, he closed the distance, his lips crashing onto mine, rough, urgent, claiming and fierce, consuming fire of his touch.

"I can't stop. I don't won't to."

Then he claimed my lips again. And soon, my lips moved. I was kissing back.

This shouldn't be happening.

Just then footsteps echoed.

"Rylan-stop, someone's coming-"