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STELLA’s POV
I don’t know if what I was doing was right. I’m still mad at him because of the fact that he humiliated me in front of Debra and other students. That he didn’t want everyone to know that he was friends with an ugly nerd.
But he saved me again, and that was enough for me to give in.
I’ve thought that Tyler would sleep on the couch and I on his bed but I was wrong.
Because right now, at this very moment, I found myself sitting on his lap, grinding on him, kissing him back.
His hands roamed around my back while I wrapped my arms around his neck. His tongue now inside my mouth, exploring, tasting, savouring. His hands then got under the shirt he lent me and traced the skin on my bare back, sending chills down my spine.