Hansol's POV

My lips were cracked due to the large split in the middle where they struck me... but you didnt care.

You cleaned the dry blood so it wouldn't get infected, ran your thumb over my bottom lip.

Even if it was an accident I hated the way it felt and found my lip trembling at your touch. I couldn't take it anymore.

Selfishly, I grabbed your wrist a bit too hard and forced our lips together wildly. I wasn't the slightest bit gentle and neither were you.

Things only got more heated as you ran your soft finger tips through my hair, a tiny gasp escaping your surprised mouth. I found myself emitting a low growl in response as you pushed back just as hard as I did.

Gradually, you set yourself into my lap and rolled your hips forwards creating friction against me. I couldn't help but grab your hips  at my own arousal.

I've never hated such an amazing feeling in my entire life.

God! Will you look at yourself? You foolish girl!

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