Chapter 17

　　Finding A Crush

　　Charlotte

　　"Kiss me, Oliver; I want to have a taste of your wet lips; I am dying for it," I said silently, expecting a kiss.

　　He held me by the waist and kissed me, and I felt his connection flowing through me; he brought out my boobs cause the cloth I was putting on was so transparent; he sucked them, and I moaned out, and then he laid me on the ground, I wanted him to have me.

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　　I woke up from my sleep; wait for a second, was I dreaming of Bryan, having him touched me in my dreams. Charlotte, this isn't right, but he caused it; I thought he would plant a kiss on my lips when I shut down my eyes; I wanted him to kiss me; the connection I felt with him it's something I have never felt in my life.

　　"Don't tell me I am falling in love with someone that's not part of the show; this is totally out of it," I told myself.