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~Bella's POV
My body arched into his as he pressed me deeper into the mattress, his hands roaming over my skin, exploring every inch like he was memorizing me. The bed dipped as he shifted, his weight pressing down on me, making me feel trapped in the best way possible. His hands gripped my wrists, pinning them above my head as his lips moved down my jaw, his breath hot against my skin. My mind spun, lost in the sheer force of his presence, the way he took control so effortlessly.
I gasped as his teeth grazed my collarbone, his lips following with a searing kiss. "You drive me insane," he murmured, his voice rough, filled with frustration and desire all at once. His fingers tightened slightly around my wrists before he let go, dragging his hands down my arms, my sides, and my hips, setting every inch of me on fire.