Eighteen

Cameron

Anger mixed with raw, wild need shone in Athena’s eyes. I couldn’t stop gazing at her lips; they seemed well-moisturized and luscious.

Thinking about it made my breath ragged in my ears. I wanted to kiss her badly. We were in our little bubble, and her thick lashes fluttered closed, and when they opened again, her eyes were full of heat.

I imagined sweeping her into my arms with an earth-shattering kiss, where our lips would meet in a wet, hot slide.

My thoughts were fucking intense these days. I always imagined us kissing, pounding, and tearing at each other, and then leaving her spent, well-pleasured, and deliciously sore. I wondered if she liked it hard or soft.

She kept acting as if she wasn’t affected by me, and that made me cackle with amusement.

Miss Vera rushed towards me, making me peel my gaze away from Athena. She guided me to the lab's stainless steel sink, probably scared that my dad would punish her.

Her trembling hands turned on the water faucet to treat the ch