"You're so beautiful…" Kyle said breathlessly as he caressed her face. His eyes traveled the curve of her lips — those red, glossy, plump lips, made him hungry.
"Bullsh*t—"
Their lips met as he let his intrusive thoughts win. Her mouth tasted sweet, tasted like a candy. "F*ck off!" Yvienna hissed, biting his lower lip.
But Kyle just smirked, insane, letting his tongue trace the metallic tang of his blood. His hand trailed to his chin as his head turned, looking out the window. His mind spun; he shut his eyes against the dizziness as alcohol and the car's stale scent pressed in.
"What the f*cking dumbass you idiot did to my f*cking expensive car?!" Yvienna yapped, eyes widening at the vomit sliding from his mouth.
His gaze drifted to her heated face, nostrils flaring as anger smoked from her. It could almost start a fire when he curved his lips into an innocent smile. Then a sudden fist connected.
"Ouch!" he hissed, touching his cheek.
