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2025-03-30 02:33:16(RORY’S POV)
“Well that is an interesting turn of events. Shocking but interesting, I can’t lie.” I heard Laurel whisper in glee. There seemed to be a moment of silence, with everyone processing what had just been said. And then all eyes turned on me and Todd. I could feel my cheeks go hot from all the attention. My heart was thumping so loudly that one would think that I had been dared to take off my clothes even though for me, it was almost the same thing. Kiss Todd for three whole minutes? I dared to cast a glance at him and my heart beat picked up when I found that he was watching me. “I’m sorry. This is my fault. I made us play this stupid game.” I whispered to him. A small smile tugged at his lips making me ache in my heart. “It’s not your fault, Candy.” He whispered back. “Oh please! It’s a fucking dare! Just kiss already…or better still, Todd O’Connor go naked for us .” Majorie said with her eyebrows wriggling teasingly. The group cheered and laughed while I winced at the idea. “No! Don’t do that.” I said quickly. Todd chuckled, a beautiful sound that anchored me admist the stormy emotions I was feeling. “I don’t want to. I would much rather I kiss you… if you don’t mind, that is.” He said. His words were dreamy and hot. I wanted to pinch myself to be certain that I was not dreaming. Was he really speaking that way to me? Telling me he would much rather kiss me? Okay, snap out of your head Rory! It’s kiss you or go naked, of course he would rather kiss you ! Now say something instead of looking like some dumb struck moron. “I don’t mind.” I breathed out genuinely. Damn, I did not mind kissing Todd at all. I have dreamed of it, imagined it, I have even practiced it on Rosalie’s mannequins. Todd leaned closer to me and cupped my face gently in his hands. It’s either everyone went silent or I drowned in his sea blue eyes and blocked out their noise. Todd’s eyes glanced at my lips and my heart started beating so fast, I worried it would leap out of my chest. I couldn’t help but gulp as my eyes flickered to his lips too. Then he leaned closer and pressed his lips gently to mine. The warm feel of his lips against mine sent me in to a spiral of exhilarating emotions. My whole body responded immediately and it felt like I was floating in the clouds. His lips moved skillfully over mine and bit me gently but sensually sending a chill down my spine and awakening the nerves in my body. I couldn’t help the sigh of content that escaped my lips as I parted way for his tongue to swirl in my mouth. Hearing him moan gently sent a shot of excitement from my head down to my toes. My hands reached up to rest on his neck gently moving to his hair. He shuddered under my hold and I kissed him back finding that it was the easiest thing to do. Somehow my lips knew what to do and so did my tongue as they welcomed his in unison and massaged gently across one another. I felt my body awaken in ways that I never knew it could as the sensitive area between my legs seemed to jolt awake at the embrace. I was tugging his hair gently and enjoying as his hand moved to my waist when a screech interrupted us. “You bitch! It’s three minutes past!” The screech was accompanied by the shocking feeling of cold liquid on my hair dripping down my face. Leslie had obviously had enough.
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