Martha“I’m sorry for worry—” I reached for him and grabbed his face, slamming my lips on his, before he could even let a word out. His lips were frozen—from shock— around mine, but I savored the moment and pressed our lips even harder. Then, almost immediately, I pulled away from him, quite baffled and mortified by what I just did. It was an impulsive, instinctive feeling that just seemed natural at the moment, so much so that even with how embarrassed I was, I still felt satisfied doing it. “Oh, I-I…” I stuttered, taking a few steps back, still in shock by what I did, when his hands shot out and grabbed mine, pulling me closer to him. “Kiss me again,” he demanded, his eyes dancing with lust in them. I tried to pull away, but his grasp was as firm as steel, telling me that he wasn’t going to let go until I did what he had wanted.“I-I can’t,” I mumbled, feeling very embarrassed by my impulse action. The kiss was just a spur-of-the-moment thing, I just recklessly did it, because I
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