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I should have moved away. I know I should have. Every part of my soul was screaming at me to get away from him. This was wrong. It was the stupidest thing I had ever done, and if I had an ounce of self-respect then I should have moved away.
But instead, I found myself melting to his touch. I couldn’t stop myself, and even though I tried to pull away, he held me firmly in place and I just couldn’t escape.
Every single reasonable thought vanished from my head immediately. Every bit of self-reflection was thrown out the window, and as Blake’s lips pressed up against mine, I could feel myself falling and slipping into an abyss that I surely couldn’t climb out of.
His scent drove me insane, and as his lips tortured mine, teasing and caressing until I couldn’t resist anymore, his tongue
