Every single kiss of hers ruined me. They weakened me more and more.
Her mouth found the side of my neck and she sucked her way down like some greedy bitch, her teeth sinking in just enough to make me gasp. For a moment I thought she was going to mark me. I hope she doesn't and complicate things more.
Both my hands leaned against the sink for support as she grabbed my waist and kissed me hungrily, holding my hair for support.
I felt her fingers around my shirt, tracing, looking for a way to rip my clothes again.
"No, no, no wait," I whispered close to her face.
"What, down already?" she said like I had annoyed her or something.
"No.... We are in school. You can't just rip my clothes. I don't think you have a closet here for one of your fucking jumpsuits," I muttered.
"Don't underestimate me. Right now, all because of you, I am breaking one of my rules…" she whispered.
"I don't want my clothes ripped…" My words were final.
