Don't Lie (Previously Bad Boys Never Change)

15. Impossible

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Holt Household

Chloe

  His lips were everywhere, on my neck and my collarbone and my cheeks and my lips... It was a flurry of emotion and passion, his hands gripping gently onto my hips. His lips were smooth, flowing and moulding against like with the precision of the calmest of oceans. 

  I had literally no idea what I was doing, so I just followed his lead, picking up the skill as fast as I could. He didn't seem turned off, so I guessed I was doing something right? I wonder where he learned it from, how many girls he had kissed before to get to this level of expertise. He moved down from my lips to my neck, trailing tiny kisses until he reached a more sensitive point. 

  And then he was sucking and biting and doing I-don't-even-know-what to my neck, fingers digging into the sides of my hips even harder. It didn't hurt, but it was definitely a strange sensation. He was dominating the entire kiss, so as he moved back up and bit softly on my bottom lip, I took the chance and allowed my own hands to wander. 

  I heard Dante gasp softly as my cold hands moved under his shirt, fingers curiously tracing the firm lines of his muscles. It didn't feel like my body, his was much harder, more muscled, it felt nice. All the while, our lips were still moving in sync, eliciting hot gasps and pants all the while.

  Just as his own hands began to inch their way under my shirt, the door burst open. Dante jumped off of me within a second, falling onto the floor with a loud thud. I scrambled back, my back slamming against my headboard and my head hitting the wall. 

  "Oops sorry, was I interrupting something?" our intruder said, her sickly sweet voice making me cringe. Her green eyes met my brown, her lips turned up in a knowing smile. I glared at her as she flicked her perfect blond hair over her shoulder, turning towards Dante and smiling. 

  "Hey... Alexis..." Dante sat up and waved sheepishly, his face red. My sister had the audacity to smile at him, the bitch. 

  "Hey Dante, it's been so long!" Alexis pranced through the room, her long white skirt swishing around her calves. My face blanched at the sight of it, the skirt was part of Mikaela's mother's new line, and I had the exact same one hanging in my closet which had been a gift from Mikaela herself. I never looked as nice in it as Alexis did, though. 

  "I thought Mom and Dad were out with you for lunch," my entire body was tensed up, preparing to fight back if needed. 

  "We finished earlier than expected, so they invited me back here so I could come and see you!" as if on cue, I heard a few pots and pans banging about in the kitchen, confirmation for me that Mom and Dad were indeed back home. "But don't worry, Chloe, I won't tell on you."

  My eyes narrowed, "why?" I would be lying if I said I wasn't suspicious. 

  Alexis came over and stroked my hair gently, a smile on her face even as I jerked away. "Because I have had my fair share of boyfriends too, Chloe. And I definitely wouldn't have wanted you to tell on me," she was planning something, I just knew it.

  "Thanks, Alexis," Dante piped up from behind me, grinning gratefully at my sisters transparent words. 

  "It's no problem, I'll keep them away," and then she left the room, shutting the door quietly behind her.