My lips locked with hers as my hands moved towards her bare waist. Our breaths became one, and so did our bodies. Her fingers brushed through my unruly hair as I held her neck, pulling her towards me. More skin touched skin.
Her chocolate brown hair that reached her shoulders stuck to her neck, sweat dripping along her back. I grabbed one of her breasts through her dress as she tightened her grip on me.
Pressing her against the door and feeling her thigh curling around my waist was something I wouldn't trade for anything.
"Mmm," she groaned; the sweet sound echoed around the small Janitor's chamber, our usual hang-out spot.
She craned her neck upwards, breathing heavily as our lips separated, leaving a thin thread of saliva behind.
"We should do this more often," she whispered as she rested her head on my shoulders.
"More than six times a week?"
"Shut up. It's the hormones talking."
"Whatever you say, Scar."
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The second chap's up, guys! Not that long (that's what she said)(I'm not lame I swear), but the other chapters will be extended. (Not a promise)
Also, lemme know how ya'll feel about these two chapters. Amateur writer here teheet bye.
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A Single Endgame
RomansaWhere three people who are entangled with each other have a single endgame.
