Luke's Pov
I'm laying on Julie's bed with my eyes closed. Bonk! The feeling of plastic bouncing off the top of my head. I look up to Julie holding an empty 1 liter pop bottle above me. She grins. "Boundaries. Get out." I fake pout. "But Julieee..." "No. Just because you're hot doesn't mean you can come in here."
I smirk "You think I'm hot?" I know how to get to her.
"Uh, No. You're ugly." Julie stutters.
"We all know you're lying."
"I'm lying." She says as she rolls on top of me, placing her face inches away from mine. She freezes, as if she is contemplating something.
"Should I kis- Fuck it." Julie whispers before she shifts her body and places a kiss on my lips. I'm tingling with excitement. I push into it. Julie is a good kisser. Our bodies mold together. Julie lets out a small moan. I thrust my tongue down her throat. This clearly excites her, as she pulls us both up so she can sit on top of me. She keeps shifting her body weight on top of me.
"Don't. Stop. Doing. That."
"Aww. Did I get Luke Patterson excited?" She teases.
"I love you so fucking much." I groan.
"I love you too Luke."
