Second chance, please?

Yul's POV.

My face is covered in tears. She's literally here, and I can't help but feel the racing beat of my heart.

Excitement brought me tears and an exaggeration. I kissed her.

She didn't push me, she enjoyed the kiss as well as I did. We're inside a bar, where both of us met.

We're back to where everything started.

"Please..." she moaned. I can't stand this longing desire to get inside her.

After so many fights, I could finally do this, to go inside.

"God, you didn't have to beg but that drives me crazy!" I whispered.

She chuckled and licked my ears. "Why don't we go somewhere silent? Where we could do our thing?" Her voice is filled with too much slutty tone. I'm not used to it, is this her personality as Stacey before?

"Why don't we play?" I asked as I pulled her to the dancefloor. "Why don't we do it publicly? Make them feel comfortable as we try to do it with clothes." I cupped her breast.

When did this become small? Argh, weeks had passed and I didn't notice the growing