Ethan gently pressed his lips on mine and sucked on my lower lip. I tried to move my face away, but he roughly grabbed my face and turned me toward him.
"Let go of me, asshole," my voice sounded hoarse and strange. My nerve was wrecked. It was a mistake coming here.
Ethan slammed me against the wall and held me in place. His blue eyes were burning on me as if he was possessed. He had the same look on his face as he did in high school. Angry and violent.
"I'm afraid I ran out of patience, Corey. I am not going to chase after you like a dog. I will take what's mine," he growled.
"What the f**k are you talking about?" I asked.
"I think you know what I'm talking about. I'm tired of waiting and playing around. Sure, we did some intimate things, but that's not enough for me. It's time we f*
