Knock Me Out

Chapter 15

Hey guys.

I just want to say that there's a scene that will make it look like there's a sex scene ahead, but there's not.

Have fun reading😘😘
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I open the bathroom door and our eyes immediately find one another.

"Are you alright?" He frowns and he looks worried. "Yelle you look worried. Is it because of something I said?"

I try to speak, but words fail me and my voice refuses to cooperate with my mind.

"Come here" He stretches his hand out to me. I take two steps toward him and I'm right in front of him.

He puts one hand around my waist and pulls me closer to him, then he cups my cheek in his other hand and places a small kiss on my lips.

This is wrong.....this is so wrong......how couldn't I have noticed this before. He thinks of us as more than "friends with benefits" and it's not right.

"Since when do you care what's wrong or right?" My subconscious says raising an eyebrow.

"What's on your mind?" He whispers.

I shake my head.

I should tell him. He leans forward again and kisses me again.

I should stop him and tell him we can't go on like this. This has to stop.......but I can't seem to find the right words and his lips are so soft. Maybe later then.

I deepen the kiss and run my hand through his hair.

How do I tell him. I didn't think it'd be this hard. What will his reaction be? Will he hate me for this?

What if this is our last kiss ever? What if he doesn't want to be just "friends" after I tell him.

My thoughts make me put my arms around his neck and pull him closer to me. After a short while he breaks our kiss and takes a step away from me.

"Why do I feel like there's something wrong? You've never kissed me this passionate before....and as much as I'd like to believe it's love, I know it's not that. So tell me......what is it?" He says trying to catch his breath.

"Please let me tell you about it later. Right now I want something else" I say and start removing his shirt slowly, drinking in the sight in front of me.

I need to make love to him just one more time. I move my fingers down his chest to his abs and bend down to kiss each and every six of his six pack. He stares at me doing my thing as if he's looking for answers in my actions.

I take his hand and lead him to my bedroom. I lock the door behind us and turn back to face him. I stand in front of him and look him in the eye for a moment, before I go down on my knees in front of him and start tinkering with his belt.

My hands are shaking. I look up to see if Chris noticed and he's staring down at me with a straight face, his lips pressed into a tin line. He noticed.

"Get up" he commands and pulls my upper arm to help me up.

"What's wrong?" I ask confused. Why did he stop me?