Hot Men Society Series: Desire of Mr. Fuck Boy

"Don't come near me." She whispered. He leaned over her with a hooded gaze. "I am already near you sweetheart." He drawled. "Don't you dare touch me!" She snarled. To this he grabbed her hand and pulled her as she crashed against his sturdy chest. "I am touching you now." He said with a victorious smirk decorating his face. "BACK OFF!" She shouted. This trigger was enough for him to crash his lips on hers.