"f**k! Clark."
Just as I was processing my thoughts, I found myself unable to pull away from Clark as his lips suddenly captured mine.
It wasn't that I wanted to resist; rather, an unsettling worry crept in. My dad was still inside the café, and I could imagine him walking by my parked car, instantly recognizing it. The mere thought sent a chill down my spine.
Yet, despite my fears, there was an exhilarating thrill deep inside me that countered my concerns.
As Clark's lips moved against mine, he deftly explored my mouth with his tongue, pulling me deeper into the moment.
"Uhmm," I gasped, breathless from the intensity of his kiss.
It was daring and passionate, igniting a fire within me that I couldn't resist. His mouth was devouring mine—sucking on my lower lip, teasing my tongue as
