Chapter 9: The kiss

Lisa wasn’t thinking at the moment. The strength with which Marc had kicked the door made her sense urgency in his actions. He had always maintained his distance from her.

Although she always found him noticing her, he had never said an inappropriate word to her. But that afternoon when he stormed out of the office, Lisa felt pain.

How could he not even stand her presence? She didn’t like being around him too much. His mystery got more and more fierce and she was afraid it would devour her.

But tonight, his presence engulfed her as he struggled to open the door. He kicked the door sending shivers between her thighs. Before she could make sense of it all or step back to get changed, she found herself leaning into him.

Marc didn’t waver for a second. He responded to her instantly. He had thought of it for so long, he was sure that he was dreaming at this moment.

Lisa pulled back immediately realising what was happening. She loved it. His lips were on her, but she couldn’t be doing it.

They shouldn’t be doing it. Before she could completely pull back, Marc slipped his tongue into her mouth.

She grabbed onto him with all she had. Marc grabbed hold of her again, moving his hands down her backless gown and pulled her into him. Turning around he slammed her against the door and kissed her with a passion that nearly ignited his skin.