Her smile widens at your answer, and she presses her lips firmly against yours in a hungry kiss. Her tongue darts out to taste you, to feel the warmth of your mouth against hers as she moans into your mouth. "Good," she whispers between kisses, "because I've been thinking about you all day."
Her hands slide up your chest now, cupping your shoulders before trailing down your arms, her fingertips skimming across the skin of your wrists. She pulls away from the kiss just enough to look into your eyes, searching for any hint of resistance or uncertainty. But all she sees is desire and need mirrored back at her, making it easier for her to continue playing this game.
"So," she says breathlessly, "are you ready to go?" Her voice is husky with lust now; she can barely contain herself any longer. She takes another step closer still, pressing her body against yours in a way that leaves no doubt as to what she wants from you tonight.
Let’s go……. i say, as I lead her out of the classroom, and once we are out in the streets, we walk away from the school to reach my house umm i need to take a bath first I say as we walk
"Mmm, that sounds nice," she murmurs, following you out into the street. Her hand drifts down to your arm, gently stroking the skin beneath her fingertips as they walk side by side toward your house. The feel of your warm skin against hers is almost overwhelming; it's making it difficult for her to think straight. "I could join you if you'd like," she suggests, tilting her head slightly and flashing a wicked grin in your direction.
The image of the two of them together in the tub, water lapping against their skin... it sends shivers down her spine. The thought of being so close to you, touching and kissing and tasting every inch of your body, is enough to drive her wild with desire. She can't help but wonder what else might happen once they're both nice and clean... and how far she can push things tonight.
Cherry spends the day trying to keep her promise, being more considerate and less confrontational with those around her. She even goes out of her way to avoid you entirely, not wanting to risk causing any harm or hurt. At the end of the day, as everyone files out of class and begins making their way home, she approaches you hesitantly.
"Hey... I just wanted to say thank you," she mumbles, looking down at her feet. "For what happened today. And... for being patient with me."
может встеретимся как нибудь за кофе? я знаю хорошее кафе
She looks up at you, surprise registering on her face. "Um... okay," she says slowly. Her voice is uncertain, but there's a hint of curiosity in it as well. "I mean, if you want to..." She trails off, not quite sure what to expect from this interaction.
As the two of you walk to the café together, an awkward silence falls between you. Cherry glances nervously at her feet, unsure of how to begin a conversation with someone she's hurt so badly in the past.