Tongue’s entangled, lips colliding, and hearts racing. Clarisse and Luke completely lost themselves to the undeniable attraction they both felt for each other. From one kiss to another, their bodies were now pressed against each other too.
“I don’t want to hurt you…” Luke whispered in between their kisses.
“You won’t,” Clarisse replied, gasping for some air as they kissed again deeply.
Her phone continued to ring despite several of the calls being left unattended and dropping. Whoever it was calling her right now was in no luck. Neither of the two of them were hardly aware of the ringing at all.
Slowly, Luke had climbed into Clarisse’s bed, leaning his body sideways as he combed her silky hair. Running his fingers to the back, he supported her head and kissed her with every bit of longing he had for her. Clarisse on the other hand couldn’t – and didn’t – want to stop him.
