Stella's pov
The atmosphere was like the one of the wild west, where Gun stingers show up for a walk down and wait patiently to pull their guns out, may the fastest one win. I was paying attention to his eyes and any slight movement his head was going to take but he was a step ahead.
His hands gently my lower thigh close to my knee, distracted by the encounter, his lips were a millimeter far from mine.
Now I'm in confusion about how fast he moves, but I know I'm prepared for the soft collision of our lips, as I wait for the collision of our lips he squeezes my upper thigh his fingers were already in my skirt and I did not know how it got there.
The intense pleasure from the squeeze broke my sense of direction, and triggered me even more, the forceful push of air from within passed th
