Peace Forever More

Peace Forever More

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"Say it" the blue eyed boy whispered seductively "Tell me what you want!" Debra blushed, she had never felt this way before. She still liked it? She was determined that she wouldn't give in so easily in the long run. "P-please..." the dark thoughts took over her not so innocent mind, as she barely could speak. Debra tried to seem cool and experienced when she made erotic movements to gain the boy's interest. Kyle felt hot all over, looking at Debra's blushing face. He wanted her- he needed her. The older tried to seem bad and carefree, but inside he was burning up with anxiety. What if she thought he was a player? She would run away if she knew about his dark dark past. Kyle kept the badboy façade up. Both had to play it cool in this dangerous game.
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She didn't reply and I felt her finger move across my skin, lower, and almost all the way down my lower back. A shiver coursed through my body, strangely pleasant, and I felt her finger stop. "Your tattoos are beautiful," she said softly. Too close. She was too close. My pulse was hammering and I could feel her cool breath against my skin when she spoke, and my body was warm from having felt her. I couldn't reply. My breathing was light and shaken. I wanted to just turn around and pull her against me, or rather put her against a wall, so I could kiss her and feel her more properly against me. If she touched me again, I wasn't sure that I could keep myself from doing just that. "I'm going to take a shower," I said suddenly in an attempt to escape. She didn't stop me, so I took that opportunity to walk away. When I reached the bathroom, I took a deep breath to steady myself as well as my pulse. Closing the door behind me, I ran a hand through my hair. She truly was a nightmare. A bad boy's worst nightmare was a girl that made him want to be a good one.

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