Before she could get inside her room, he stopped her by the passageway and held her against the wall.
"So this all meant nothing to you? I am just a job to you?"
When she hissed at him and started to push him off, he merely held her by the waist, raising her off her feet. "I'll prove you wrong. I need to show you I mean more than a job to you," He said as she tried to wiggle free. "I've always wanted to do this anyway," He said, lowering his head.
"Take your hands off-" Her command was swallowed with a surprised moan against his mouth. She had not expected Tan to move so fast.
Neither had she realised his hands were so big or so soft nor that his mouth would be so delightfully tempting, doing wonders to her senses as it crushed down on hers with the sweet smell of wine clinging to his breath.
She pushed against him in protest, but it was ruined by a throaty little moan which escaped her lips as they slightly parted, demanding more.
