Tonia's POV
The shock hit me like lightning when his fingers closed around my throat. One moment I was looking into his eyes, the next I found myself pressed against the mattress, gasping for air beneath his grip.
Before I could even process what was happening, his mouth claimed mine with a hunger that made our previous kisses seem gentle. The pressure on my throat intensified, making each breath a struggle, yet somehow making every kiss taste like pure heaven.
Stars began dancing behind my eyelids when he finally released my throat. But Kermit wasn't done with me yet.
My pajamas didn't stand a chance against his urgency. The fabric tore away from my body like paper, exposing my bare chest to the cool air and his burning gaze.
He moved with the desperation of a man who had been denied too long. Every touch, every movement screamed of need and possession.
