Kenton stumbled into her for a moment until he was able to wrap around her waist and lift her to the edge of her dresser that was then forced against the wall with a harsh thud. His lips were quick against her own, taking in the response he believed was unrequited until feeling her fingers rise up the fabric of his tee and resting at his neck. They spoke only with their gazes as the space around them was otherwise silent while a series of deep kisses, ones that encompassed years of pent up aggression; both s****l and overall plain annoyance, had been given and received by each side of this new couple. But then her fingers moved to the edge hem of his shirt and removed it over his head while he then lifted her onto the surface of her furniture. A few knick knacks consisting of porcelain fig
