2+2= LOVE?

He kisses me. Harsh until I melt into the kiss. Of course, I dont want to be kissing him but he is here and a damn good kisser. He bites my bottom lip and nibbles on it. His hand slides up my thigh and I can feel myself get shaky. I push him away breathless. "Lets get back to math." I suggest. Though I like math, I do...