Greta's POV
My heart was beating so fast as I got into my room. I was breathless. It was so unbelievable that I let Derek kiss me and even fondled my breast. He kissed me and I enjoyed it.
I rested my back on the closed door with my hand resting over my heart. I was breathless. Not from running but from the emotion going through my body.
I had grinded myself against Derek, trying to reach for a fulfillment I didn't even know how to get. The feelings felt so foreign.
I left the door and went to sit on my bed. I couldn't fathom that I just kissed Derek like a wanton woman. I stood up and went to stare at myself in the mirror. What stared back at me made me cover my eyes with my hands in shame.
My lips were swollen from the kiss and I could still see my n*****s erect under Dylan's s
