Broken Strings novel Chapter 23

MELISSA QUIZON

"Can I kiss you, Mel?"

My eyes widened at what Eugene said. "Huh?"

"I'm not tired of waiting. I just want to know how you really feel about me."

"I want to know too, Eugene." Is kissing really effective based on how a person feels? Wright did the same to me and he knew how I really felt.

He turned to me and touched both my cheeks. "Can I?"

"You can." Yes.

He leans down and kisses my lips, and he sucks at my lower lip.

"Eugene." Comfort. I felt comfort.

"So sweet. It makes me want to taste more." He caressed my lower lip as we both caught our breath.

"Why do men kiss on the basis of how women feel?"

"Girls are complicated to understand. But when it comes to kissing they reveal their true feelings."

"Wht did you feel when I kissed you?" I mumbled.

"What do you feel while I kiss you?"

I raised an eyebrow and slapped him lightly on the arm. “That’s rude. ‘Don’t answer my question with another question. Say it."

"Go down. Maybe Reid is already waiting for you. Thanks for today, Melissa. ” He reaches up and gently runs his fingers down my cheek to my chin. I stared at him. Even though he was smiling, I knew he was thinking something. I know. I feel. It averted the gaze.

I opened the car door and got out. I stayed outside until the car disappeared I think. When Eugene left I noticed Wright's pitch black car on the side. I immediately went inside the house.

"I'm glad Reid is in the room. He didn't see you sharing saliva with someone else." I looked to the side of the door where the voice came from. "Maybe you came home late because you did something else."

He saw us, huh?

I sneezed. "So what? Who are you to be mad at me?"

I turned my back on him to go to Reid. I knew he was locked in his room again but Wright quickly pulled me over. He introduced me to him.

"Don't turn your back on me." He gripped my two arms tightly. I winced at the pain of his fingers sticking out of my arm but I endured it. “Why did you kiss him, huh? Do you love him? ”

I tried to get out of his grip but he pressed me even harder against the wall. Ugh! “What are you talking about ?! Don’t act like a possessive husband because you’re not and will never be. I finished my stupid portion with you then, I became wiser, you won't be able to fool me again. ”

Our gaze fought, no one wanted to lose. I winced as his hand rubbed harder on my arm. When he noticed that, his expression immediately softened and his grip on me became lighter. I was surprised when he raised my arms and touched it with a kiss. It doesn’t cut our gaze. “Melissa, I love you. Don't you believe me? How many times do I have to prove it? Is everything I'm doing still lacking just for you to come back to me? ”

I held my breath.

“You love me? That’s the preposterous word I’ve ever heard from you, Wright. ” I said coldly.

I saw the pain go through his eyes. Am I too much?

"Melissa .." he hugged me tightly. I don’t reciprocate his hug. "All right, hurt me more. I can still do it. If that what makes you happy get revenge on me, all right. Even if it hurts, I just want us to be together again. I want us to go back to the way we were, Melissa."

I’ve lost words. What can I say? I still have to hurt him. But why am I also hurt by what I do and say?

Wright's hug loosened. He still doesn’t move away from me. His eyes dropped to my lips. I tried to edge away, but he held on tight. He touched both my cheeks. I was hypnotized. Seconds later, he was kissing me.

I was helpless to fight it, though the relentless ache between my legs wouldn’t have let me fight anyway. His hot mouth rubbed over mine in a slow kiss, his lips firm but deliciously soft, his fingers warm against my cheeks. He deepened the kiss, thrusting his tongue between my lips. He sought out my tongue and swirled over it, the taste of him assaulting my senses and making my knees wobble.

He immediately slid one hand to my waist to hold me steady, curling his fingers over my hip, his touch searing through the cotton material of my teacher’s uniform and scorching my skin.

I couldn’t move. Couldn’t think. All I was capable of doing was sagging into his hard chest and drowning in those intoxicating lips of his.

The kiss grew harder, greedy, almost frantic. He licked my bottom lip then sucked it hard into his mouth, eliciting a whimper from deep in my chest. And his tongue…it was too demanding, too precise as it flicked over mine, thrust in and out of my mouth.

“I want to bite this lip.” He murmurs against my mouth, and carefully he tugs at it with his teeth. I moan, and he smiled. "I want you to be mine again please baby. Please, take me back, Baby."

No. No. No. This isn’t supposed to happen. Everything’s going so wrong. It’s not supposed to turn out this way!

I pushed him away. “N-No. Wright. Its E-eugene, he’s the one that I love.”

Do I need to lie? Is it right to use Eugene just to e take Wright off of me? I was no different from him, I also used a human. Jeez, I’m so stupid!

I feel stunned by it. He was still not moving away so I looked up. His jaw moves. "I don't care if you already love someone else. I'll steal you from him. As long as you're not married, I can still kidnap you."

Sh-t.

He caressed my lower lip. "We have a concert next week. So I won't be able to visit here much. But I will still try. God knows, I will, Baby."

Even though I could not recover, it left my side and left the house.

"Is he gone already?" Reid asked me.

"Yeah." I sat on his bed. I picked him up and placed him between my thighs. My forehead furrowed because of the blood on its uniform. "Where did you get this?"

"A lot of people pictured Daddy at school, I was holding his hands, then I get squished."