The Boy Who Pushed Me Off The Roof

The Boy Who Pushed Me Off The Roof

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Wizarding World: Harry Potter
I was finishing my hair when a shadow filled my doorway. I stood up when I saw who it was, flipping off the curling iron quickly and taking a couple steps back from him. Why he had to come now, I don't know. But I'd be lying if I said I wanted him to leave. "I know it's a bit weird, since you and what's his face are together, that I'm here. But he doesn't tell you how beautiful you are, you told me that, remember? So that's why I'm here. To tell you. In case he forgets to tell you tonight, or doesn't have sense enough to." It was obvious he was nervous, a new look for him. He was fidgeting with the rose in his jacket pocket, but his fingers stopped and he brought his gaze to my eyes. "Charlotte, you are beautiful." Cover made by @graphicunion Thank you for your time. Approved for all audiences, as a YA novel. Copyright 2016. All Rights Reserved.
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My eyes widened as he locked my lips against his gently. Oh Jesus, he stole my first kiss. He kept licking and sucking my lips as if forced me to open my lips. I pushed his chest slowly and it made him wondering. "What's going on, baby?" "I'm afraid that you'll... leave me after then, Tristan." "Who says, baby?" "Nothing." I looked down at my lap. "I'm just afraid because this is my first kiss and you just stole it with no my permit." He let out a soft chuckled, tilting my chin up to look at him. "I stole it because you already stole my heart first. It's worth it, isn't it?" "Did you... try to flirt me?" "I told the truth, sweetheart." He answered solemnly. "If you don't trust me, you can feel that." He instantly kissed me for twice. I could not help but kissed him back. I did not know why suddenly I opened my lips for him. His tongue traveled inside my lips softly, kept sucking and playing with my tongue so gently. Moreover, he kept groaning inside my lips since earlier. I ran my hand through his quiff dark brown hair and maybe his quiff hair was messy already. I overwhelmed with his kissing. He was so unstoppable for kissing me. I kept holding my moaned as could as possible because I was shy if my moaned was so annoyed for him. Slowly, his kissing was getting deeper as if he wanted to eat the whole my lips. And I guessed his love was changed to be desire already. "Tristan." I pushed him on the chest softly. "You're too... quick. I can't kiss you quickly yet." "I'm sorry, baby." He chuckled. "I forgot that I'm your first kiss." "If you're my first kiss... How about me?" I asked cautiously. "Am I your... second kiss? Third?" He smiled. "You're my last."

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