At a blood donation event, seeing a beautiful signature from one of the donors, she takes a piece of paper and copies it out of boredom. Suddenly bumping into a handsome guy, feeling a sense of familiarity, she thinks for a bit and glances suspiciou...
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Lisa was momentarily embarrassed and at a complete loss. He was leaning very close to her and his breathing was scalding hot. He was holding her gently and cautiously. Lisa felt giddy, engulfed by the smell of Jungkook. She kept still and tried to act normal.
His left hand traveled slowly down her back. Then he moved his face to press his lips against hers. He kissed her for a long time, his tongue slowly slid down her palate. When he withdrew, he nibbled a bit at her lower lip. Lisa felt a little pain, so she opened her eyes wide. Her bewildered eyes are covered by a thin layer of mist.
He said: "Lisa, do you want to touch me?" His palm was sweaty. He held up her right hand and put her palm on his chest.
Lisa's face turned scarlet red and felt her heart was beating wildly like a drum, "Jungkook ......" At this time, this name was like a drug, making her numb.
She did not know when he had switched off the wall lamp. It was black like a curse which can override your rationale. There was some kind of inexplicable and increasingly oppressive warm feeling in the room.
She was led all the way by his sweaty palm. Lisa was extremely nervous. She has a hunch, yet she was still very lost. She wanted to stop him, but was often hypnotized by his murmuring, "Lisa, don't refuse me."
"I can't do it ......"
"You can."
Lisa cannot differentiate between indulgence and willingness.
It was like being burned by extremely hot temperature so her body shrank slightly away from him, "Don't ......"
"Once ...... only once." His voice was extremely husky. Lisa dared not imagine if her heart will stop beating at this point.
Slowly, gasping for breath as well as filled with desire, the friction was between patience and lust. Fine beads of sweat were oozing from the forehead and dripping on the bed sheets. The heat waves surging on and evaporating the drenched head.
Their breathing were blended in this limited space. The two young bodies formed a dazzling scene.
Afterwards Jungkook's whole body was stretched taut. He buried himself in her hair and moaned in a low voice. A stimulating and hot current broke out. Following which, Lisa's palm was also moist.
Jungkook hugged her lying down. The burning hot breath eased a little bit. He reached out for a tissue on the low cabinet and carefully wiped her hand of the body – fluid.
For Lisa, all these happened too fast and also too frightening. For a long time, she did not recover her composure. She felt like she had walked through heaven and hell and came back to earth once again.
She did not know whether she was really scared or really tired. 'Mentally and physically exhausted', Lisa closed her eyes. Of course, she will not deny that she dared not open her eyes.
