She Walked Away With His Twins While He Begged the Ground She Walked On novel Chapter 334

"Mmph..."

The sudden, aggressive invasion made Quinn's eyes fly wide open. Instinctively, she shoved her hands against his solid chest, fighting wildly to push him away.

She twisted her shoulders and jerked her head to the side, keeping her teeth clamped tightly shut in a desperate bid to deny him, her eyes burning with pure fury and humiliation.

But his strength was entirely overwhelming. He gripped the back of her neck, utterly dominating her, refusing to let her dodge, refusing to let her escape.

"Mmph..."

"Mil... let... let me go!"

The scorching kiss was intensely possessive, bruising her lips and devouring every ounce of her resistance.

Finally, he forced her lips apart, aggressively invading her mouth, claiming every inch of territory...

Quinn raised her hand to slap him, but he anticipated the strike. Pinning her wrists together, he forced her arms above her head, leaving her completely helpless to endure his relentless assault...

The kiss stretched on, pulling all the oxygen from her lungs until she was entirely breathless. It went on for so long that Tristan had already driven the car completely past Lexington Avenue...

But it still wasn't enough for him. Hooking an arm around her waist, he forced her legs apart, making her straddle his lap.

He gripped her slender waist, forcing her to physically feel exactly what she had done to him that night.

Quinn fought with everything she had, but the difference in their strength was absolute. There was nowhere to run.

The man's dark, husky voice, heavy with pure testosterone, vibrated against her ear. "Keep moving, and I won't guarantee what happens next."

"Don't forget, you were practically tearing my clothes off that night."

Leaning in closer, he whispered something deeply explicit against her ear.

A violent tremor wrecked Quinn's body as her face burned the color of a ripe tomato.

A furious, trembling shout tore from her throat. "Miles York, you're disgusting!"

*Smack!*

Quinn wrenched her arms free and, with bloodshot eyes, delivered a sharp slap straight across his face.

Miles could have easily dodged it, but he didn't. A thin line of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth where her teeth had caught him.

Pressing his tongue against the inside of his cheek, he let out a low, careless scoff. "I'm just helping you remember how you threw yourself at me. Why are you so angry?"

VERIFYCAPTCHA_LABELVerify