Lolly And Blondie

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Lolly & Blondie

Blondie

I wanted her to kiss me again. Until my lips fell off and I stopped breathing. I could not understand this need I had for this stranger. This hunger for someone I barely know. Who I willingly allowed to kiss me. Sort of. This isn't like me. I would never do this with someone and yet, I find myself having a hot makeout session with a queen.

Her beauty should be described as alluring. It's no wonder everyone was staring at her when she walked in the room. Hell, when our eyes connected I thought I was a goner. Her pretty brown orbs swallowed me whole and I admit that I thought I may have pissed myself. However, that was not the case at all. To put it simply, I was turned on. I kept fidgeting in my seat while trying not to meet her eyes because it would only make it worse. In the end, it did, especially during our kiss. Currently, I'm suffering from the embarrassment of having soaked my favorite pair of underwear.

Gosh, that kiss.

I've never experienced anything so intense and naughty. It made me want to do bad things. Really bad things. Things I have never in my life done before. I mean, I've never been kissed by a girl before until now. A girl who's lips taste like a cherry pop and smells like the sexiest person alive. A girl who's presence oozes confidence, sex, and-SHIT I'm getting turned on again. Okay, it's honestly a good thing our kiss was interrupted. Mainly because I don't think I had the willpower to stop my Nubian stranger.

Not that I wanted to...

And I oop-

I was slightly curious as to who interrupted us so I shuffled from where I was being shielded and took a look. My eyes widened because the girl was stunning. Her hair was amber red which complemented her green-brown eyes and her tan complexion. The girl was really pretty and had nice long legs that were shown from the dress she was wearing.

"What the fuck, Julie?" I was startled from my thoughts when I heard my Nubian stranger talk. The redhead's face contorted in confusion before she spoke. "It's Jamie."

"Whatever. What do you want? I'm busy."

"I thought you missed me, Lolly? I missed you," Her sweet voice flowed.

Is that her name? Lolly?

"You thought wrong, get lost," Lolly said and I could have sworn I heard a slight edge to her tone. I sidestepped to the side to get a better view of Lolly's face. It seemed she was trying to school her features, but at this distance, I could tell she was getting upset. My hand reacted before my brain did by placing itself on Lolly's back to try and calm her. Lolly glanced back at me but didn't say anything.

"But, Lolly," the girl whined and stamped her foot impatiently while poking her lips out in a pout. The girl then looked at the hand I had on Lolly and I instinctively removed it. She glared at me and then glanced back at Lolly. "Who is she?"

Seemingly having enough of the girl, Lolly moved a few steps toward her. "I said get lost," I saw fear in the girl's eyes before she bowed her head and nodded then took off. Lolly turned to me and the look in her eye caused me to let out a gasp and take a small step back. There was something uneasy filtering beneath her dark lashes. I saw anger, so much anger and rage in her eyes. It looked as if it churned her soul. But there was something almost crazed about her expression.

Maniacal.

I felt myself shake as she took a step toward me. "Stop moving," She told me and I shook my head as I took another step back. "Stop moving, Blondie," She told me once more and again I denied her.