Running Wilde

Running Wilde

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Fireworks popped above my head, oohs and awes filled the crowd. But I was looking at something else, or rather someone. How could I not, he was a perfect specimen. He caught my gaze and a drunken smile spread across his face, which cause my own smile to appear. He waddled over, his red solo cup was forgotten in the grass. He cupped my cheeks in his hands, slightly squishing them together. "Caught you staring." He murmured, bringing his lips down to mine to give me a peck. ~~~ West Brooke high's senior class of 2018 decides to get together for one final hoorah, before they go their separate ways for college. Nothing could go wrong with a house filled with horny troublesome teenagers, right? Wrong. Maybe this 4th of July adventure will pack more drama then the whole entire school year did.
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You cold beautiful?" He whispers in my ear, pressing himself against my back and I shiver again. Just then the water overfills and spills down my hands bringing me back to reality. I quickly shut it off and slide from in front him, rubbing tightly against him and I hear as he pulls in a hard loud breath. As I go to walk off he grabs my arm and pulls me flush up against him. His warm lips slam against mine as he bites my bottom lip then sucks on it slightly. He licks the underside of my bottom lip and I let out the moan as my free hand grabs tightly onto his shirt squeezing it in my fist as waves of pleasure run through me. Then before I know it he pulls away nodding up to the ceiling. "Mistletoe"

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