Chapter 38: Candy

Morgan's POV

I kissed her lips with equal intensity, our tongues dancing in our mouths, and I tried hard not to go further and do anything to her. She was not in her right mind after all, and I feared what her reaction would be if she became sober, and she hated me for something I did to her when she wasn't in the right frame of mind.

I pulled away from her and saw how aggrieved she looked, sitting there and staring at me as if I were some sort of food.

And then, as I held her in place and was making sure she stood steadily on her feet, I felt a shadow in front of me and raised my face, only for her to press her face close to mine again. She did something unimaginable; she bit my lips, holding them between her teeth, brought out her tongue, licked my lips as if she were tasting my lips, and then released my lips from her teeth. She started to lick and suck on my lips, gently and slowly, making me lose my mind. Was she trying to torture me?

I pushed her off me and held both o