She was turning me on. I was a damn sex machine with no off button.
She backed away from me. Trying to get to safety.
"Cole"
"Yes sexy"
Man what gives. You son of a bitch your scaring her away.
The alchohol was finally getting to her as she stepped towards me and wrapped my shirt tightly in her hands.
I cupped her face and kissed her as she squeased my shirt tighter. I wrapped her legs around me and walked with her upstairs. I pressed her against the wall as I removed her shirt and sucked those juicy tits.
"Cole"
She moaned. It fucking killed me. I was as hard as a rock. I layed her on the bed as she took off my shirt, wrapped her arms around my neck and her feet around my body.
She laughed as I kissed her neck.
She ran her fingers through my hair and moaned.
"Cole"
Oh my god. I wounder what will happen. Continue reading to find out.
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Bad Player
RomanceDid I sleep with him? Did we? These were the first questions running through my mind when I woke up naked and under Cole, a devilishly handsome, brown haired, green eyed ,senior. The burning between my legs gave it away. But why didn't I remember a...
