You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

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His breath got intense, and his hot nostrils sprayed waves of heat on her face, her neck, and everywhere.

There wasn’t much space inside the car, and now it seemed even more confined.

The air was getting thinner and thinner. As if there was not enough oxygen, they felt it difficult to breathe and their cheeks were

getting hotter and hotter.

His handsfeatures were infinitely close to her. His slender fingers were unintentionally rubbing her neck, and his deep eyes

seemed to have melted her heart. Her ears were red, and under the dim headlights, they glowed with a honey-like sheen.

His lips were about to approach her...

Her heartbeat, already beating wildly, thumped and cluttered.

She hated being flirted with by him like that, and her emotions were stirred up all over.

She frowned gently and raised the gun in her hand, pointing it at his chest.

"Stop, don't move. If you lean over again, | will..." She murmured softly, as if it were another kind of temptation.

And his lips were already touching hers.

The cold, hard gun rested on his chest, and he pressed his lips against hers, smiling lowly, "You will do what?"

Their lips were rubbing together and every word he says seemed to go directly into her mouth.

He reached out, took her hand with the gun, and held the pistol even closer to his heart.

"As long as it's you who shoots, | willingly suffer death ..."

He gently bit her lips, let go, bit again, and let go again ...

The flirtatious words eventually fade into a deep kiss.

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When she shrank back, he held her neck firmly and pressed her tighter to himself.

Between them was a pistol, but it was as if it did not exist.

Her hand was gradually slipping away, perhaps for fear of the gun going off, or perhaps because of something else. She put down

the gun in her hand, knowing that she had turned off the safety, and she did not want to make such a joke again.

He just said, as long as it was her shooting, he would willingly suffer death.

For sreason, she felt a throbbing pain in her heart as she listened, and an unsettling feeling cover her.

Her hand was weakly hanging down, and the pistol slipped to the ground. Her body was shaking gently.

He simply held her body up tightly.

Kisses got deeper and deeper.

Unable to hold himself, he never wanted to let go of her, and he just wanted to melt her in his arms.

After a long time... Actually, they did not know how much thad passed.

He finally gave up and let go. It was inappropriate to do such a thing here in the car.

And, he couldn't do anything more than that to her at the moment. A deep kiss would be enough for the long wait. As much as he

wanted to have her, he knew that he needed to hold back for now.

"You're overdoing it." Joyce reprimanded with a gasp, her cheeks flushed.

She bent down, picked up the pistol that had fallen to the ground earlier, and pocketed it.

Just now, as if under compulsion, she actually acquiesced to his aggressive move, and did not even resist. She was totally carried

away by the feeling.

He laughed low and took a few deep breaths to calm his burning desire.

He teased, "Give you a pistol for a kiss. Not too much a price to pay, huh?"

She glared back at him with mild annoyance.

He pressed against her forehead, and on his handsface, the curve of his lips once again pulled up.

Inside the car, it was warm and inviting.

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