Alice’s POV:
A single flashed brighten the room then it dimmed again. I sat on Neilson’s lap, body curved sideways, with our chests pressed together. His tongue rolled into my mouth while my gripped tighten on his shirt. Neilson’s arms firmly wrapped around my waist as I tilted my head to grant him farther access between my lips. He gently bites my lower lip, gaining a moan of pleasure in return.
There was a cuckooing sound from behind me, and we stopped, our attention pulled towards the clock. I looked back at him, seeing a sweet smile on his swollen lip. “Happy 17th birthday,” he brushed his lips against mine.
A single-arm below my knees and the other laying beneath my back, he held me up, taking me towards the bedroom. My finger twirled around the hair near the nape of his
