67. She is the One

"Aleks, let me go."

Audre's voice was so small Aleks could barely hear it. Not that he was listening anyway. The sweet smell of her skin was making him dizzy. He buried his hand in her hair and kissed her again. She had such soft curls they reminded him of clouds. He always loved it so much!

He remembered how he used to pick on her by pulling her hair. He smiled against her lips as the memory came rushing back. She used to get so mad and threw tantrums, then ran to the teacher to complain about him. He wondered if Audre would be mad at him when she remembered that happening.

She trembled in his arms, and he felt bad for flinging himself at this sweet and innocent girl like a wild beast. But his feeling of remorse didn't last long. He slipped his hand inside her shirt and touched her naked back. He wanted to feel her silky smooth skin some more. Why wasn't she resisting? She should be pushing him off and kicking him in his family jewels by now.

But she