#Chapter186
Ugh.
This is so fucking hard!
How am I not supposed to kiss her when she is practically asking to be kissed?!
I mean, I am straight.
But I haven't not daydreamed about Lynnex and I possibly locking lips once, or twice, or five times.
She chuckles lightly and gently teases her soft lips against my cheek, not necessarily pressing them against my skin.
I dazedly tilt my head to the side, barely registering this movement in my head.
She ghosts her lips over my jawline before slowly moving them down towards my neck.
I sink my teeth into my bottom lip when she suddenly stops at the soft junction where my jaw and my neck meet.
I try to remain quiet as she suddenly presses a small peck against the juncture, causing me to dig my short nails into her hips.
I feel my lower belly begin to stir with lust and longing.
My nails are probably piercing through the bags at this point but I do not care.
