EMILY
ONE MONTH AGO
I should stop this. After hitting him more than three times in the face, I shouldn't be kissing him. I shouldn't have anything to do with him and I should walk out of this place and never see him again but instead, I gave in.
When he kissed me, holding me firm and refusing to let go, I gave in and kissed him back.
The kiss was nice. I liked it.
I felt a jolt of electricity run down my spine when he tweaked my left n****e with his finger while trailing fleeting kisses from my neck down to my shoulder.
I felt a pool of heat form in my core and my panties were already dampened. Everything was happening so fast that while my head told me to stop, my body acted otherwise.
I was enjoying the moment. I have always had a wild imagination and I felt the need to satisfy
