Read the first part here- Stifle
Till she stopped in his front.
She raised her hands to his chest, and felt the rapid heart beat. She prayed she was doing the right thing.
She stood on her toes, but they both knew she couldn’t reach his lips if he didn’t bring his to hers.
She remained like that, mouth poised for a kiss, waiting, waiting, and wanting.
The hurt was suddenly, but surely, and slowly, spreading through her body, and she felt it in her eyes, and it began to twitch.
A tear was going to fall.
Just as she gave up and dropped her head, he used his index finger to push her chin up and brought his lips to hers, and kissed her.
Amanda couldn’t describe it. it was all she wanted, and more.
His hands that were on her lower back dropped to her butt…
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