Allison’s POV:
His lips were still pressed against mine. His body was brushing against mine and slowly his right hand brushed against my left as he began to slide his fingers slowly towards my palm. I was frozen there. Not able to move. Not able to speak. No able to blink even. I couldn’t believe what he was doing. I had no idea what triggered him to do that. I had no idea if he was kissing me out of attraction or trying to assault me sexually as punishment. But punishment for what? I couldn’t understand or figure anything out as his lips were not moving. He was not even trying to kiss me into my mouth. He just had his lips pressed onto mine.
His lips were soft and tender and quite full, covering mine properly. Having his lips onto mine was not bad. Instead, it felt extremely good. Soon,
