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Yes, he kissed me. But not fully on the lips. Only half touched my lip and half touched my cheek. He's lips felt so good, so soft, even if it was just for a moment, I could feel it. It was just a smack kiss. After he did that he still looked sharp at me, so did I. I'm still angry, huh! And I don't understand why he kissed me, he just called me a slut.

I expected him to talk harsh words again. Shout at me and stab me with his deathly glares. But instead he attacked me with a kiss again. Automatically my hand landed on his chest, pushing him away. His lips were moving while I firmed my lips closed. No, I don't want him to kiss me. He just called me slut! I'm mad at him and why is he kissing me if he thinks I’m a whore? Isn't it stupid ?!

"S-stop!" I managed to say when my lips got away from his lips for a second. 

He holds me by the waist and pulls me closer to him, my hand slapping his chest has no effect on him. My butt is being squeezed f