Hey guys! Back with a new chapter, a little more intense this time. I'm taking it slow on updates, but your support keeps me going. Thanks for sticking around!
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The night stretches on as Peso and I drive down an empty road, the hum of the car filling the silence. There's something about being with him like this, away from everything else, that makes the world feel a little softer. He keeps his gaze on the road, but I catch him sneaking glances at me every so often, that mischievous smirk playing on his lips.
"Are you tired of me yet?" he asks, glancing over as we pass a dimly lit gas station, the only sign of life in miles.
I shake my head, laughing. "Maybe I'll be tired of you after tonight," I tease, but he just chuckles, his hand reaching over to rest on my thigh.
We pull over near a quiet lookout, a view of the city lights sprawling below us. Peso steps out, grabbing a blanket from the back seat, then tosses it over the hood of the car, motioning for me to join him.
"Come here," he murmurs as I climb up, settling beside him. The chill in the air bites at my skin, but the warmth of his hand on my thigh distracts me.
As we sit together, he slips his arm around my shoulders, pulling me closer, his breath warm against my ear. "You know, I was thinking about you all week," he admits, his voice low and rough.
I shiver, and it has nothing to do with the cold. "Were you?"
He nods, his gaze intense. "Every night." His hand slides down to my waist, fingers tracing circles that make my skin heat up despite the chill. The silence between us is thick, filled with an unspoken anticipation that makes my heart race.
Before I know it, his lips find mine, soft and slow, pulling me into a kiss that feels like it's been building up for ages. I can feel the tension in his grip, his fingers digging into my side as he pulls me closer. My hands find his shoulders, sliding up to tangle in his hair, pulling him even closer as the kiss deepens, our breaths mingling in the cool night air.
He leans in, his body pressing against mine, pinning me back against the hood of the car. I can feel the strength in his arms as he holds me, the urgency in his touch as his hands explore, slipping under the edge of my shirt and sending a shiver down my spine. His lips trail down to my neck, leaving a path of warmth that contrasts with the cold bite of the night.
"Peso," I whisper, my breath catching as his hands move lower, grazing the skin of my waist, teasing me with every touch. His mouth finds mine again, and I lose myself in him, the world fading away until it's just us, wrapped in the quiet intensity of the night.
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A/N: Went a little more intense with this one-hope you guys enjoyed! Let me know what you think in the comments, and as always, thanks for reading! 🕷️
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