Queen of my Heart

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I DIDN'T KNOW WHAT I ANTICIPATED FROM THAT KISS.

Fireworks? Sparks? Spit?

Well, whatever it was, I certainly didn't expect Shane, that one person who is naturally clear-headed in all situations, will cup the back of my head and kiss me deeper-harder-than I've ever been kissed before.

And believe me, Bryan's kisses weren't all that gentle.

My eyes flew open as Shane's tongue invaded my senses. Bloody hell, where did all this desperation come from? And Bryan. Goodness gracious, he'll loathe me forever if he caught us doing this.

I ought to pull away and be the sensible one, I know. One problem though: I can't stop.

Or maybe, said a little voice in my head as I closed my eyes and battled Shane's tongue for dominance, you don't want to stop.

Disgusted. With. Myself.

Although it seemed like pleasure triumphed disgust at the moment, and I can't separate myself from my best friend-can't do anything even when we became a tangle of limbs in his bed, crushing most of the letters on it.

I didn't even complain when he pulled my shirt over my head and sucked on my collarbone.

"Shane," I panted, gripping his shoulders tighter than I intended. My eyes were shut close, and the only thing I was aware of was the way his tongue grazed the sensitive spot below my ear. I moaned, in spite of everything. "Shane, we should stop," I groaned, his . . . thing digging into my hip. Dammit, we were too far into this to just stop.

"Yes, we do, Juliet," he rasped in my ear, his voice sounding very very sexy for the first time in all the times I've been with him. His hands were all over my body and I liked it. "Juliet-make me stop."

The amount of self-restraint he was trying to muster brought tears to my eyes. What the hell was wrong with us?

With all my might, I put an inch or two between us. We were both breathing heavily. "Let's not do this to Bryan," I whispered brokenly, self-deprecatingly. "He doesn't deserve this from us." Or from anyone, I wanted to emphasize.

The shame was evident in his eyes, mixed with bone-chilling desire. My toes curled at the way he was looking at me.

"I know," he was saying, "but I can't-"

A knock interrupted him. "Shane, are you in there?"

Gillian. Damned. Walsh.

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A very short chapter *lets out an ear-splitting shriek*. I'll make it up to you, I promise.

Thank you for reading!

Question: what is your opinion about Juliet's libido-I mean, character. What do you think is wrong with her?