He picked me up swiftly, my legs wrapping around his waste. He pushed me against the wall again, his lips smashing into mine. I held the sides of his face firmly, the kiss was hungry and rough. He slowly whipped off my top, our lips only parting for a mere second. The cold air hit my skin as I moved closer to him, the warmth radiating off of him.
He slowly walked toward the bed, us still in mid kiss. He threw me down, my back hitting the headboard. He took no time getting ontop of me on all fours. My hands fumbled trying to unbutton his shirt, quickly undoing the buttons and ripping the clothing off.
I moaned quietly as his lips attacked my neck, trying not to show him how much he turned me on.
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Drew Phillips imagine (smut)
Romancethis is smut. so yeah you know all the warnings and stuff :-)) oh and im @drews_bangs on twitter lol
