The feeling of his lips was warming. Tasted like cotton candy. The feeling of his soft hands trailing up my bare tarso. These feelings I have never felt before. My hands grabbing at his fluffy pink hair. The wind flowing through the window couldn't even cool me down. My mind all foggy all hazy. Just him and his touch. His lips trail down my neck. Till he stops and starts
Nipping, licking, sucking.
I bite my lip at this feeling. All of this is new to me. Maybe that is why he is in control?
Shallow breathes escape my lips.
While my hands travel down to his waist.
He suddenly stops. He pulls back and looks at me. His soft hazel eyes. I could get lost in them. His lips open slowly ready to speak.
"What about your girlfriend?"
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The Boy with Pink Hair
RomansaAdam Evans was always a lady's man. He got semi good grades, he's charming, popular, very good looking, and the captain of the football team who wouldn't want him? He also has a beautiful girlfriend who is a cheerleader. Becky Longshore. His life wa...
