Justin POV:
I kissed her again.
Brutal. Claiming.
Because I couldn't take her silence.
Because I couldn't take the way she made me feel wanted.
Because I didn't know how to be loved.
My hands were in her hair again, tugging until she gasped against my mouth, her body arching like it was begging me to break her open all over again.
"Mine," I growled against her lips.
Her nails bit into my back. "Yours," she whispered, breathless.
That was all I needed to hear.
I lifted her into my lap, her thighs straddling mine as I leaned back against the door. Her chest pressed into me, and I could feel the fast flutter of her heartbeat against my own. I kissed her again, slower this time, dragging my lips along hers with a possessiveness that made my blood boil.
I needed to burn her into my memory.
Lotus.
