"Fuck!" He growled and smashed his lips on mine making me swallow whatever word I was about to say.

He bit lightly on the bottom of my lips, forcing his way into my mouth as his tongue fought desperately with mine, while I held onto him for support.

I gasped struggling for air as my legs became weak.

He must have noticed how I held onto him tightly before he lifted me against the glass as he wrapped my legs around his waist.

I got scared that the glass wall might break insight since glasses were fragile, but it was very versatile and surprisingly strong and durable.

His cologne tickles...