Untitled Part 6

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*Sorta-sexual content disclaimer*

He leaned his head in, closing his eyes as I did the same. Our lips touched, his soft and plump, but firm enough to fit perfectly with mine. His right arm snaked around my waist, and to my lower back, supporting my weight as he tilted me backwards, my left hand cupping his cheek, the small ring in turn chilling his skin, the cheekbone underneath tightening along with his jaw. The kiss was deep, intense. Any doubt I had before of him melted away, fading with the music playing in the bar. Is this what he did to all girls he kissed? I didn't care. It felt right, and that's all I needed right then.

His teeth grazed my bottom lip, earning a soft moan out of me. He pushed me slightly, seating me on the stool that was previously behind me, and stepped in between my legs.

Thank god I decided to wear a romper .

As this happened, our mouths were connected, not separating for a split second, our eyes closed. After a while longer of this, I tugged onto his collar, gaining his attention, and gently pushed him away, taunting him with the look on my eyes, and the bite of my lips.

"You'll have to earn it."

Hi, there, it's been a while. And I won't apologize this time, because it will just lead into an endless black hole of excuses, and I'd just like to say: I've been a shitty author. Not spending enough time on this has caused me so much regret, and I'm so glad that I'm back, and better.

P.S. I bear news: I'm continuing with this plot AND will have (a) new book(s) coming soon! But, I've gotten so frustrated writing about the main character's corporate job that I might either change it, or dismiss writing about it further completely.
Also, I need to come up with a name for her soon. Suggestions?

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