Addison POV
"you're hurting me," I tried to push him away from me, but he was holding me so tightly in his arms that I couldn't get free. He was muscular and had a fantastic body build.
He was carrying me in his arms, and I was punching him on the shoulders to get him to release off, but he didn't. He carried me to my room and threw me on my bed; he jumped over the bed and he pressed his body against my body putting all of his weight over me, squeezing my breasts to his chest; he began to kiss me; he bit me on the lips again, and he sucked my lips; my body began to warm; I wanted to kiss him back, but my conscience stopped me; he was a stranger who kidnapped me here; why do I want to kiss him back? I clutched the bed.
He got out of bed and straightened his tie and shirt. "You taste so g
