In Love With My Bully
But the need I felt was overwhelming, and I couldn’t ignore the primal urge to be close to her, “No, I don’t think I can survive that.”
Her gaze met mine, filled with a mixture of desire and uncertainty. “Okay,” she whispered, and I saw the acceptance in her eyes.
As I pressed my lips to hers, the kiss was slow and tender at first, but quickly grew deeper and more passionate. Her body relaxed against mine, her hands finding their way to my hair, pulling me closer.
We pulled away reluctantly, our breaths mingling, hearts racing. Nicola’s cheeks were flushed, a rosy glow spreading across her face. “Arabella is in the living room,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “We need to tuck her i