Love Mr. Casanova

Friday Night part lll

The girl fell on Ivander's lap. And Ivander swiftly clutched the body so as not to rebel. Their chest stuck perfectly.

The girls' hands were directly on Ivander's right and left shoulders. Their eyes meet at a distance of no more than 15 cm.

Silence is the first attitude between the two. Sculpting with a cramped tone. And only the blink of an eye moved.

The deg!

The deg!

The deg!

The heartbeats of both of them clashed again every time they were in such a close position.

Ivander's handsome face filled Charla's brown eyes. Ivander's black eyeballs were filled with Charla's lips, which looked so sweet even without lipstick and other makeup.

I don't know, just this time Ivander was so interested in the lips of the opposite sex. And you could say, Charla was the only girl she ever kissed.

Quite a long time the scene was silent and observing each other was taking place. This time they were the same - they could not control their heartbeats.

Ivander, who's been carried away by a dream since he first kissed Charla's lips yesterday, now has a much more profitable chance. Not a single eye saw them. Because Charla must be embarrassed if anyone sees her.

Slow down Ivander's head moves. Closer his lips to Charla's ranium.

Ten inches, seven inches, five inches, three inches, one inch and the eyes are both closed.

The cup!

Ivander kisses softly and in Charla's thin lips. Ivander pulled his lips back, giving a distance of three inches. And the nose is sharp both just a distance of no more than one inch.

Their eyes met again, as if waiting for Charla's reaction. Refuse or permit to continue the scene.

Their normal instincts bring them into difficult situations. What is clear in their little hearts is the same - equally do not mind, to be in that position. Or maybe even more than that.

Charla's eyes winked a few times, and her lips were unable to say anything. Ivander stared softly at those nervous-looking eyes. But Ivander was convinced, Charla did not refuse.

Ivander again removed their three-centimeter distance. Yeah, their lips cling back. It starts with a gentle kiss, and Ivander's lips force Charla to open.

Since this was for Charla's first time, she didn't know how to serve a man's kiss.

Ivander was just the first time. But he is a normal man. At least she knows how to kiss. I don't know where he learned from.

Charla's lips finally opened up a little. Ivander plays those upper and lower lips in turn.

"Breathe" whispered Ivander softly and re-attached his lips.

The deeper their kiss, the tighter Ivander's left hand hugged Charla's waist. Ivander's right hand rubbed Charla's back gently.

"Ehhh!"

In reflex, Charla's two hands are tightly coiled around Ivander's neck. When he felt something strange in his body. Charla suppressed the strange feeling, but her hands grew tighter and tighter hugging Ivander's neck.

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

Ivander let go of his kiss, as the two nearly ran out of breath. Along with Charla's hand that loosened around her neck.

Charla looked down with a big breath. He was embarrassed to see Ivander's handsome face still staring at him.

Ivander lifted Charla's chin. Gently stare at the lips of the girl who just kissed, until the one with the lips stinged.

Ivander rubbed Charla's wet lips with her thumb. But Charla who was misbehaved actually lowered her head and rubbed her lips on Ivander's shirt on the shoulder.

Ivander felt very comfortable hugging the girl. I don't know, what she felt, like finding a part of her that was missing.

Why like this?

Alea asked inwardly, as she felt comfortable in Ivander's embrace.

Consciousness and selfishness returned to Charla.

"Hey, what did you just do!" hardik Charla's.

"Haha!" Ivander chuckles. "What did you say? what did I just do?" ask Ivander. "That's right, what WE just did, baby!" ivander said, pressing our word.

"You're presumptuous!" charla protests are still sitting on Ivander's lap.

"hihim! you want to, too" he said casually. "So we are the same - the same. Not compulsion." said Ivander triumphantly.

"I don't have such knowledge, you little prick!" ivander. "All I have now is, this.." Ivander gently rubbed Charla's lips with her thumb.

"Neighbor!" charla puts Ivander's hand away.

"I don't accept rejection, baby!" ivander said firmly. "Obviously, from now on these lips belong to me!" ivander gently rubbed Charla's lips again. But Charla quickly brushed it off.

Ivander increasingly smiled triumphantly at Charla's embarrassed expression - embarrassed and regretful.

"Don't regret it, baby. My lips will be yours too!" ivander.

"I don't agree! I don't like you!" charla said without seeing Ivander.

Ivander smiled cynically. Both of his hands were tightly coiled back in Charla's stomach.

"Unfortunately it's all happened, baby!" whiskey Ivander. "You're mine!" whisper it again with a more firm tone.

"No! don't be so careless!" Charla rebelled, about to stand up. But the sturdy hand was more powerful than his slender body that had no energy.

"Listen well, Ivander Gibran does not accept rejection, dear!" ivander said, unmoved, though Charla's hands were still beating Ivander's chest, shoulders and arms.

"Take off meuu!" charla Whine.

"Throw well, baby!" ivander.

"Disgive whining to you!" charla ketus.

"hihhihih! the more you rebel, the more I want to show the world that Little Charla Caroline belongs to Ivander Gibran!"

"Don't be stupid!" snapped Charla.

"Not stupid, baby! you should be proud! no one will dare to disturb you while on campus!"

"Curtain! who says! I must have been in a round swallow - round with that Lea!" charla.

"Lea?" ask Ivander.

"Yes! because you kissed me yesterday, yesterday he and a friend grabbed my hair!" charla was upset.

"What!" pekik Ivander frowned.

"Well!" Charla rounded her eyes, then closed her mouth. As if I just slipped. "No - no! I just mispronounced!" charla said as she moved from Ivander's lap.

"Wait!" Ivander pulls Charla back in, until the girl falls on the sofa next to Ivander.

With a quick movement Ivander locked Charla's body until Charla leaned against the corner of the sofa.

"Explain to me, what did Lea do to you?" hardik Ivander was right in front of Charla's confused face.

Charla's expression looked confused. He only glanced right and left, as if looking for the right answer.

"Quick tell! I won't let a single person hurt you!" ivander said with great emphasis.

"But I will look weak in their eyes, if I complain to you!" charla said with her lips.

"Oh come on, baby! don't let me get upset like this. Quickly tell me how Lea can pull this hair. The hair that starts the night is mine!" ivander stroked Charla's long dangling hair.

Charla looked at Ivander's expression that she knew quite loudly. After thinking for a few moments finally, Charla chose to tell a story.

Where she arrived - arrived at her hair pull from behind while sitting in the front seat of her class.

And Lea also snapped - snapping as if she was a suspect in a case. Charla, who is not the type of girl, chose to be quiet and indifferent. Although many students have witnessed this.

Some of his classmates who knew that Charla was not that generous seduced an Ivander, felt kasian. But Charla remains indifferent, she does not like to be pityed.

And the cuckoo and pretending no one was scolding her, pissed Lea and her friend off and left with a slap on Charla's left cheek. And a threat.

Charla touched her cheek without replying. He just stared at the backs of the two students, with a difficult look.

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