"Does it not scare you how much stronger I am than you" I say barley above a whisper, before I have a chance to process my next thought he smashes his lips against mine, licking along my bottom lip asking for entrance that I gladly grant. He pulls away and I catch my breath only to have it stolen again as he starts trailing kisses down my neck, then down to my collar bones. I wrap my legs around his waist as he kisses me again deeper and harder than before, before I can comprehend he's placing me on top of my bedside table, I can feel his breath fanning across my face sending shivers down my spine as he says "Not a bit, cause I know I can make you weak with the simplest touch"
Elliot Jensen and Elliot Fintry have a lot in common. They share the same name, the same house, the same school, oh and they hate each other but, as they will quickly learn, there is a fine line between love and hate.