Hey guysss...
Do you like to know what was going inside the mind of Frank Taylor after his meeting of Sandria Caylon at the night club???
Then read the rest and enjoy the story. I hope you'll like it...
With ♥
Prajiii...
Frank Taylor POV:
"I'll kiss you. Come on. Let me smooch you, baby." I said as I started moving closer to her by rubbing my chin with my hand, she took her backward steps slowly until she was blocked by my friends at her back. Suddenly I snaked my hand on her lower back and grabbed her waist. She gasped as I pulled her towards me. I smirked at her making her to look at my small rosy lips.
She said in a low crying voice, "Please.. No.. Don't kiss me now.. Not now.. Please."
Not now!! What the hell am I saying? I'm telling him not to kiss now.. So he can kiss me later... Maybe I would love to kiss him in some situation like a peaceful romantic situation in which we kiss and share all of our emotions each other without any noises and disturbances. But now, its just freaking out me again and again and again.
"Come on Frank!!" "Frank!! Frank!!" My ears were covered with the sounds of my friends yelling out my name to encourage me to kiss a girl as I suddenly held her head by grabbing her hair on her back of her head and positioned her face against mine making her to stare into my lustful eyes.
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