“How was it? Did you enjoy feeling my lips?” He stood up and sat on the bed. I made to draw away, but he held my arm, yanking me intimately with him. Our bodies, a few inches apart.
We caught each other’s eyes.
“Tell me,” he whispered.
My throat dragged as I gulped down my spit. My body made to adjust from him, but his hand gripped my waist, and our bodies brushed against each other's. His eyes darted through my face, and it felt like he could see right through my soul.
“Do you want me to force the words out of your mouth? ‘Cause I will.”
“It felt unreal, and like a nightmare,” the words broke out of my lips.
“Then why didn't you stop me?” His head arched, tilting nigher. My heart raced like a marathon, about to explode. A wave of intense unexplainable feelings coursed through my ve
