Chapter 7: Lesson 1 (Kissing)

He walked two steps back and looked at her again. She was still in high school, but her body was perfect. She wasn’t like those sophisticated women he had sex with; she wasn’t like those older women he fucked, but she was way ahead of them. She was innocent, she was pure. He reached out his hand and brushed her arms with the back of his hand. He slowly caresses her from her arm down to her hand. Then he moved his hand to her neck, slowly brushing it down to her chest. She gasped when she felt his hand running down to her nipples. She was just standing in front of him. He said he will teach her to satisfy him. She already made up her mind. She wanted him to be hers only. Maybe eventually she will fall in love with him and he with her, so she wouldn’t be miserable, right? When he started caressing her, she thought she would hate it. But she was enjoying it. Her body was responding to his touch, and she wanted more. But then he stopped. "Get dressed. Before I force myself on you." He suddenly said. She was disappointed, but at least he agreed to teach her. That means he also agreed to be with her longer, right? But she needs confirmation. "I want to make sure you won’t divorce me after 5 years of marriage." She said. He wanted to laugh. She’s stubborn. They weren’t married yet, but she was starting to get demanding. "Well, I honestly don’t know. It depends. Don’t you think you should work on it instead of demanding it from me?" He asked. She pouted her lips. When he saw that, he wanted to grab her again and kiss her. This girl was affecting him so much. "Why did you change your mind?" He asked again. "I don’t know. I just don’t think I could marry another man after you." She answered. It was reasonable. Girls like her believed that once they surrendered their bodies to a man, they wouldn’t be accepted by another. He walked towards the closet and picked a bathrobe. Then he walked towards her to put it on her. "It’s cold. If you want to shower, do it now." He said. She went inside the bathroom to take a quick shower. When she was done, Andrew was drying his hair. He took a shower in the other bathroom to lessen the heat from his body. He was half-naked. She was wearing a white camisole lingerie, and it was short, exposing half of her thigh. She’s hot. He thought inwardly. She walked towards the bed and lay down, tucking herself inside the blanket. She felt him lie down beside her. "Come here. Get closer." He said. Her heart began pounding again, but she moved closer to him. "Look at me." He ordered. So she did. She tilted her chin up to look at his face, as if she were memorizing every detail. He’s handsome and sexy. He’s oozing with sex appeal. He pulled her arm and wrapped it around his waist. Then she felt him kiss her on the forehead. "We’ll have to go to Queen’s early. Alora found out about us, and Luke was sending me a message because she was getting mad." He said. Alora has multiple personality disorder. When she’s mad, one of her personalities will switch with him, and crazy things happen. So somehow, we’re afraid of her. She doesn’t hurt anyone, especially her friend, but when she’s mad, you can feel an eerie and creepy feeling from her. "You know she’s somehow overprotective with her friends. How did she find out?" I asked. "Luke knows everything. And he wouldn’t lie to Alora." He answered. "Go to sleep. I know you’re tired. And by the way, you can still contact your family. You’re not my prisoner." He continued. She knows that. He’s not a bad guy. She was the one who asked for help. She just hates him because his family took the ramen shop her family built for decades. "Andrew?" "Yes?" "Teach me how to kiss." She blurted. He looked at her. Amusement and confusion were on his face. She surprised him a lot. She won’t stop torturing him. "You’re so annoying." He then grabbed her head and kissed her aggressively. He couldn’t control it anymore. She was forcing him to do it anyway. He rolled over on top of her. Pressing his lips with hers. He slightly moved his head backward, giving them a small distance. "Part your lips a little and meet my tongue with yours." He said in a hoarse voice. She parted her lips when he leaned forward. Then she followed what he told her. She met his tongue and glided with it. Their tongues were tangled, savoring the flavor of their mouth. She never thought that kissing was this good. She felt his hand pull her hands to wrap around him. He tried not to touch her yet. So he just put his hands on her hair, he tweaked her hair, and deepened their kiss. She’s sweet, she tastes like candy. He didn’t expect what she did next. She suddenly sucked his lower lip and brushed her tongue before gliding again inside his mouth. He groaned. She’s a fast learner, he thought to himself. He felt her hand caressing his back. Then she wrapped it around his neck, pulling him closer to her. She was kissing him back hungrily. She opened her mouth wider so he could invade her more. When he moved backward, they were both panting. Her lips were red, and so was he. He was staring at her with a grin on his face. "You taste like candy." He said. She felt her heart skip a beat. She felt happy when he complimented her. Her lips were slightly smiling. She bit her lips again. "You taste like vanilla." She said. He chuckled. Then he leaned forward again to kiss her one more time.