Impossible

It was the middle of the night in Lorenzo's house, Dahlia and Lorenzo were still yet to sleep. They still lay together in Dahlia's bed, and Lorenzo still had her wrapped in his embrace. He was staring at her, while she glared at him like she wanted to kill him.

Dahlia brought her lips to his neck, and she bit him hard. Reflexively, he pushed her away.

"Ouch!" He yelped as his found found his neck where she had bitten, rubbing it, as if soothing the pain.

Dahlia used the opportunity to climb him, straddling him. Her hand reached for his neck, wanting to stangle him. Lorenzo chuckled. "So you plan to kill me now?" He teased, wiggling his brows at her. She squeezed his neck harder, and he pretended that he was dying.

"I hate you." Dahlia blurted, and she heard him chuckle, a sound that seemed to annoy her.

"No you don't." He smiled charmingly at her, and she went back to strangling him. Lorenzo's hands found her waist, and he held both sides. He moved her against him, creating a frictio