#Chapter186

Ugh.

This is so fucking hard!

How am I not supposed to kiss her when she is practically asking to be kissed?!

I mean, I am straight.

But I haven't not daydreamed about Lynnex and I possibly locking lips once, or twice, or five times.

She chuckles lightly and gently teases her soft lips against my cheek, not necessarily pressing them against my skin.

I dazedly tilt my head to the side, barely registering this movement in my head.

She ghosts her lips over my jawline before slowly moving them down towards my neck.

I sink my teeth into my bottom lip when she suddenly stops at the soft...