Green Signal

"Aron's point of view,"

"Aron, you did very wrong with me. Why did you make me drink whisky? Now I can't control myself."

She put her lips on mine in a whisper.

"That's what I want, Sara.

I want to make you lose control."

I squeezed her neck and gave her a tender kiss to stop her crying.

Even though she told me she enjoyed my tender touch, her passionate kiss caught me off guard.

What had suddenly happened to her?

I had the impression that she was controlling me throughout this kiss. She was passionately embracing my lips as if this kiss were vital to her very existence.

I was preoccupied with her kiss and failed to notice that she had unbuttoned my shirt. Her fingers ran over my torso, causing electricity to surge through my body. I had planned to fuck her in the playroom, but when I saw her inebriated, I dropped the plan.

She repeatedly sobbed in front of me and begged me to release her. Something prickled in my chest today, though, as I saw her eyes well up with tears. Her p