Page 12 of The Hollywood Billionaire's Fangirl Wife

All Jilly could do was gasp when Guy suddenly pushed her back against the hallway wall, his ruined shirt falling to the floor as he pinned her wrists above her head with one hand.

The contrast between them was striking, with her small hands trapped easily in his grip, and her body caged between his arms and the wall.

Guy sucked his breath in as Jillian looked up at him, her green eyes still clouded with passion behind her glasses. And when she licked her lips in her nervousness—

"Are you trying to seduce me?" Guy demanded in a low growl.

Jilly could only shake her head with a gasp."N-No!"How could he even think that, when all of this was completely new to her?

"Then why did you do it?"

"D-Do what?"

Her tongue darted out as she spoke.

"That."

Jilly was confused at first...until she realized he was staring at her mouth like it was something he wanted to punish and devour at the same time, and her stomach cramped in response.

Oh, so that was what he meant—mmph!

Guy's mouth covered hers in a kiss that turned her world upside-down in a flash, and her toes curled so, so hard it felt as if she was about to turn into stone.

Every inch of her flesh burned. Every sense of hers reeled. And every moment that passed, with his mouth ravaging hers—

Oh, Guy.

My Guy.

Please don't stop.

Please.

Guy nearly groaned the moment his lips touched hers, and something inside of him immediately shifted. He had lost count of the number of women he had kissed, regardless of whether it was for work or pleasure. But one thing that was clear to him was how none of those kisses made him feel this hungry...

This possessive...

And this terrified.

To the point that a part of him wanted to hold her close and never let go...while the other part of him wanted to push her away because of the threat she posed to his orderly existence.

His Jillian tasted sweet and pure, like a flower that had yet to blossom. And when she made a small sound in the back of her throat as he deepened the kiss, more cracks eroded his self-control, and Guy found himself suckling on her tongue all the fiercer, his only thought at that moment was to brand her and claim her—until she realized that he owned her completely.

Jilly could only whimper as Guy's mouth trailed down until his lips closed over one fabric-covered peak, and her breasts grew heavy and swollen as his chest pressed harder against her body.

She had never experienced anything like this.

Never.

And when Guy reached between their bodies with his free hand and began grinding the heel of his palm against her mound through her pants—

"G-Guy."

She could only stare at him in shock even as her body began to writhe uncontrollably under his demanding touch.

She knew what was happening. But at the same time, it seemed like she didn't know anything at all.

Everything was so new.

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