I couldn't move.
My heart was pounding and I was soon overcome by a sickening fear- which didn't help me at all in my state of sickness.
Carlisle leaned in, nuzzling his face into the crook of my neck. My breath was caught in my throat, and I could feel my heart racing.
After about a minute or so, he pulled away. Smirking. He locked eyes with me, captivating me with his now pitch black eyes.
"Are you ready?"
The next thing I know, we are passionately making out against the lockers. He deepened the kiss before I could react, letting his tongue roam the inside of my mouth. I let myself go. Aroused, I threw my arms around his neck, pushing my body closer to his, enjoying the feeling of every plane of his body against mine.
Then reality hit me.
Carlisle was no better than the res
