I walked myself out of the elevator with my hand still on my neck, covering the unexpected mark he left in there. It was like he intended to do it all, instead of proceeding to the top floor of the building, he walked out of the elevator as well and followed me behind. Maybe I was still so shocked with what he did earlier that I was just left speechless and let him do whatever he wanted.
When we reached my front door, I turned around to face him with my gaze down to the floor. I wasn’t sure what to actually say. These past few weeks, we had shared kisses and even small touches but never on the sensitive spots. However, this time was different. He went through the line and exceeded his limit for a bit which made me unsure of what I should actually do afterwards.
We did make out back then,
