Freya
Victor tasted like my favorite ice-cream. Strawberry. His lips were soft, and I didn't mind getting drowned in him. I knew it wasn’t right. Kissing him. I shouldn’t be doing it, but I couldn’t bring myself to stop either. It had been so long since I felt this way, since I had been kissed so gently and passionately and every second got me deeper.
My head screamed at me to stop but the feelings surging in my belly kept me there… until I felt his hand travel down my arms to my lower back and then, before it landed on my butt, I suddenly felt the strength to pull back.
I was back to my senses, though I was gasping for breath too, I had been too drowned in his sweetness.
“What did we just do? We shouldn’t have done that. I’m so sorry, I should have…”
“But I’m not sorry…” he suddenly cut in ……
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