Chapter 2 INTENSE KISS

Due to my impression that they belonged to a syndicate, I became even more uneasy.

Because of my interaction with a crazy middle-aged man and a young stranger, I caused a minor disturbance at the disco club, putting my life in jeopardy.

Since I wasn't with my buddy Jennifer at the time, I still find it difficult to believe that I engaged in idiotic self-defense that almost certainly would have resulted in my death.

"COME ON!" The stranger yelled at me, pulling me away from the bouncers. He opened the exit door just in time for us to rush through it and out of the disco club.

Leaning against the wall, I gasped as I saw the man coming toward me. He grinned, and I could see his attractive features thanks to the streetlight; he was so seductive that I felt like melting away from where I was standing. Only then did I actually see a man with an odd good look; his appearance was heavenly, but then when I remembered that he had kissed me on the lips, I became enraged and hot-headed. His gray eyes were very keen, his nose was piercing, and his kissable lips were scarlet.

" I want to express my gratitude to you for saving my life....

I slapped him in the face swiftly before he could complete what he was about to say.

"PERVERT!

"I yelled.

The overwhelming intensity of the contact nearly caused his jaw to drop. He massaged his cheek, and I observed that it was red. I felt a bit guilty, but insisted that what I did was right. However, when he abruptly glanced over and began carefully staring at me, I began to question what I had done.

I now regret what I just did since I could clearly see the fierce flare of rage in his eyes. His eyes were glazed over and his face was practically crimson. Then, it seemed as though Lucifer was standing right in front of me.

My heart began to race with anticipation.

He exclaimed, "YOU ARE SUCH A BAD GIRL!" and grinned evilly at me.

I would have rather shouted to seek help, but that didn't happen. He gripped my waist, leaned me against the wall, and my back and ass virtually clung to the wall out of terror. I was convinced he would damage me from where I was standing. He kissed me repeatedly, and each time he bit my lips with great excitement, I was unable to keep up. He grabbed my legs, and although he tied my hands and held me securely, I was unable to move.

His tongue was interested and appeared to be exploring something inside my mouth. His mouth was so delectable; he tasted like peppermint menthol blended with bubblegum. I was enjoying it and it was breath-taking, and I couldn't help but crave an even more delectable sensation. Even so, I sighed and enjoyed the moment.

My cheeks felt warm, and my heart was racing.

I could feel how large his manhood was since his balls were firmly affixed to my stomach. My body was sweating profusely, and I was trembling and feeling as though something wanted to burst all over me. I was also feeling dizzy due to the strong and furious force that was raging inside of me. Even worse, my clitoris is aching and my body is overheating, and I'm unsure if I'll be able to urinate. I am experiencing dizziness and believe I will soon pass out, yet I am unable to express what has happened.

He abruptly released me after a while, leaving me bewildered out of breath.

My entire body became numb, and I was unable to move as our lips parted and our saliva-filled, wet lips split. However, I felt a small amount of blood oozing from my lips.

I attempted to wipe my lips, but he attacked me once more, and I was unable to stop myself from performing this erotic behavior. He sucked my lips, which somewhat hurt before he released his hold on me.

He swallowed numerous times and said, "Your lips are so sweet, as sweet as your blood." He seemed to have ingested both my saliva and blood.

There was a tremor and rumble in my chest, and I felt like I was going insane. I was too I to question him, "Are you a vampire? Why are you sucking my blood from your lips?"

He laughed aloud, making me appear even more pitiful.

He said with a devilish grin, "Just now again I've tasted a special woman like you, virgin."

I blushed with intense shame at him finding out I was still a virgin.

"I owe you, my life. I'll give you my calling card."

He pulled a calling card out of his pants pocket and handed it to me right away. At first, I declined, but he urged that I accept the calling card.

He grinned at me and said, "If you need anything, phone me; I'm ready to help, especially on how to teach you how to make love." He smiled at me.

I told him, "Stupid! You are nuts."

His cool and seductive voice welcomed me, "Wait, I kissed you but I still didn't know your name."

I grimaced.

I turned my back on him and said, "What am I simple to get? You just kissed me effortlessly, you'll have a hard time finding out what my name is."

JENNIFER? He questioned.

I saw that Jennifer's name was embroidered in a little font on the dress' hem.

I responded to him.

"It's not my name,"

He walked away without ever looking back at me, saying, "Well, I guess I'll just ask Jennifer what your true name is."

He never turned to face me and kept walking, saying, "Thanks for the kiss, I enjoyed it. Hopefully, next time we meet, I'll not just taste your lips but as well as your body and soul, Goodbye."

In utter irritation, I yelled "ARGH," took off my stiletto, and flung it at him, but it missed him.

I'm not sure if I'll be mad at my weakness for letting him kiss me or at my flirting for letting him taste my lips because I was seduced by his sex appeal. Because I recently let a stranger to claim my lips, I gave in to my ego and it appears that I have lost half of my virginity. My desire to open my tender lips to the man I would love and wed have been dashed.

Because of the confusion in my head, I didn't even think to ask the stranger's name or comprehend that he had also saved my life from the middle-aged pervert man. Instead, I stuffed the calling card he had handed me inside my dress.

"CORRINA!"

I heard a woman's voice calling from a distance, so I turned to look and saw Jennifer hurriedly coming toward me.

"I've been seeking for you for a while, where have you been?"

I pleaded with her, "Can you take me home? Don't worry, I'm fine."

She encourages me as we go alongside the road, saying, "Sure, come on."

Before my younger brother, Rafael opened the door, Jennifer and I repeatedly rang the doorbell from outside our home as soon as Rafael face us in front of the door. He yawned and flickered, and I believe we even woke him up from slumber.

" Sister, where have you been and why are you late? It's already dawn, Our parents have been worried about you before, so I'm glad they fell asleep right away, good thing it wasn't our father or Mother who answered your call because I'm sure they'll chastise you. Come on. Let's get inside."

My brother was rubbing his drowsy eyelids, and I could feel the fear and concern in his eyes. I felt bad, and I wasn't yet aware that it would soon be morning because I could already hear chickens crow all at once.

"Wait, what time is it and the chickens are crowing?" Jennifer asked Rafael.

My little brother yelled angrily, "Ms. Jennifer, it's twelve in the morning and it's no longer a reasonable hour for a girl like you to come home."

"Oh, go ahead, Rafael and Corrina, I'd better get leaving. Let's just meet up tomorrow. Oh my god, I have to go."

From that point on, Jennifer left our house, and I got the impression that she was eager to get home to their house because her father would undoubtedly chastise her there.

I thanked Jennifer and said, "Are you sure you can go home alone?"

"Of course, I'm sure, goodbye."

I followed her with my gaze and waited for her to pass the corner before I entered our house. My brother and I walked quietly and moved slowly so that we would not create any noise that could be a source of distraction to wake our parents and other siblings.

I kept my eyes on her and waited for her to round the corner before I went inside. My brother and I took our time and went gently to avoid making any disturbance that would have distracted our parents or other siblings.

My brother went to his room, and I walked right to my room. After shutting the door, I didn't instantly fall asleep; instead, I took a moment to survey my surroundings and breathe deeply before taking off my clothing and entering the bathroom.