You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

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 handsome features 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.

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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, I will..." She murmured softly, as if it were another kind of temptation.

And his lips were already touching hers.

rested on his chest, and he pressed his lips against hers,

lips were rubbing together and every word he says seemed to go directly

hand with the gun,

long as it's you who shoots,

gently bit her lips, let go, bit again,

fade

neck firmly

but it was as if

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

just said, as long as it was

a throbbing pain in her heart as she listened, and an unsettling

and the pistol slipped to the ground. Her body was

simply held her body up

got deeper

hold himself, he never wanted to let go of her, and he just

Actually, they did not know how much

inappropriate to do