Kaoru Kaido pushed her up against the wall of the boy’s tennis locker room, sighing his snake-like sigh as he did so. She shivered under him, feeling his hot breath rushed upon her neck whilst he took in he scent. “K-Kaido-kun…we can’t…not here.”
Was that her best excuse?
He gazed down at her, lust boiling over even in his eyes. “No one will see…”
See, it wasn’t to say that she didn’t like Kaido, because she liked him very much, and it wasn’t to say that she was scared of him, because she wasn’t. At the same time, it wasn’t to say that she was never intimidated by him, because she was. Even at this every moment.
Kaido was large, tall, and muscular. What would a small, fragile girl like her do if he got a little to rowdy? She had no clue… Which was why she was a little nervous at that moment.
He kissed down her neck and then up, finally placing a long, passionate, lust-filled kiss upon her lips. “What’s wrong, ________? I don’t bite.” he kissed her again. “I promise.”
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