Chapter 133- Her Heart
"Hey," he said, voice a little rough, a little too soft like he knew what he was about to do wasn’t innocent anymore, "can I kiss you?"
She didn’t say anything. Just looked at him — that look, man. Not scared, not sure, not angry, just... complicated. Lips parted, maybe to speak, maybe not. Her breath was caught halfway and she didn’t even realize it.
But she didn’t pull away.
So he leaned in.
And God, when his lips finally brushed hers, it was like something unlocked. Like something deep and warm and slow melted down between them. She didn’t resist. Didn’t tense up. She just... closed her eyes.
And he kissed her.
Mouth on mouth, lips molding together like they were meant to be right there. His hand slid up — slow — brushing over her cheek, down the line of her neck, just to feel her, to ground himself, maybe. Then it kept going — his palm landing right over her chest. Not shy. Just there.
He cupped her boob. Just like that.
And her body reacted. A sharp inhale. Shoulders tensed. Her eyes popped open like she didn’t expect it, even though deep down she probably knew he’d go there eventually. Her hand twitched up like she wanted to stop him, say something.
"W-Wait," she mumbled, trying to lift herself.
But he bit her lip.