A burst of white stars exploded behind her eyelids the second Lucas's lips fell on top of hers. Those harsh lips claimed hers once again in a blaze of nothing but sheer anger and passion. For a moment, she could feel her head spinning around, feeling so disoriented that she could not even believe that this was happening. It felt like she was watching a weird, strange dream.
But if it was just a dream, would she feel his scorching fingers holding her wrists, setting them on fire every time they moved? A shock of desire rushed through her body before pooling right between her legs. Mia didn't even want to react to the touch of the man who was holding her like he had every freaking right to do it, and he did have the right being her husband on the paper and all of that but she didn't want to think about logic at that very moment.
