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Get ready for Tom and Mack.
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I turned to tell him so fucking farewell or whatever friend-zoned dickheads said when they caught on and left the game with their tail between their legs.
“I’ll catch you—”
One palm on my chest and he shoved me up against the wall of the closed store front next door. I landed with surprise and heat pooling towards my dick.
When he pushed his face in mine and sort of hissed a sexy growl, I knew I was back on the fucking board.
Finally I was going to kiss Tom. Finally. Finally. 𝐹𝑢𝑐𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦.
“You’ll regret this but don’t say I didn’t give you fair warning, kid. I tried, you saw that, right?”
I bobbed my head. Fuck yeah. I grinned and pulled at his jacket, so he was flush with my chest. Giving that it was dark out now and there wasn’t much moon to speak off in the city all I could see of his eyes were the glow of his irises. He looked like a sexy, hungry wolf.
His kiss was immediate, ruthless, frantic, greedy.
Our lips pressed against each other’s, shaping, nipping, lapping. His lips didn’t ask for permission for me to open, he demanded, and I gave, using both hands to shape the sides of his head in case he had the crazy idea of stopping.
The kiss was messy, wet and ravenous.
About the best kiss I’d ever had, making me feel like I’d only ever want his mouth and taste again for the rest of my life.
His tongue drove me fucking crazy in a smooth, slick glide over mine until the only emotion I could feel thumping through my toffee-like veins was starved hunger.
“What the hell have you done to me?” He whispered hoarsely against my lips.
“I have no clue, but let’s keep doing it.”
We kissed as if the end of the world would appear if we dare part lips.
Need. Need. 𝑁𝑒𝑒𝑑. It sloshed and controlled me.
A sweep and a plunge, deeper, stroking, 𝑡𝑎𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔.
Fuck. A kiss never affected me this way before.
Never felt this good before.
It ignited me, made my grunts turn feral to pin him down and fuck him stupid until he stopped denying how badly he wanted me back.
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