FUCKING THE CLASS NERD(3)

CHAPTER 3 I leave my bike near the porch. While Brie tries to put the key in the lock, I come up to her from behind, breathing gently on her little neck. “Let me help,” I tell her in a soft voice, covering her hand with mine. I feel her trembling, and I take matters into my own hands. I open the lock and like the gentleman I am, I let her pass first. Brie quickly gets into the house, and I follow her. There is complete silence in her house. I hear only our breathing and the ticking of the wall clock in the living room. Tension is growing between us, but Brie doesn’t utter a single word after her lunch offer. Perhaps she wishes that she hadn’t invited me in. Not wanting to fight with my boiling hormones anymore, I turn Brie around and push her to myself. A spark flashes between us and at this moment, I firmly kiss her on her lips. She moans, trying to struggle out of my grasp, but I growl unable to hold back any longer. I continue to kiss her, entering my tongue into her mouth as my lip