Jealous
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MatureOngoing19m
Last published Wed, Dec 4, 2019
"You're drunk" my breath comes heavily as the coat finally falls open and his hand finds the bare skin of my stomach.
"So are you" he mutters, his lips finding my neck
"You won't even remember this tomorrow" he keeps kissing my neck, it's very distracting. I lean into him involuntarily.
"Baby" he mutters, I'm about to loose it, holding onto the last piece of strength I have to resist him. I've had a thing for him for weeks, since that day he drove me home, about as long as he and Lola have been dating, "You look so fucking hot right now" he says. I turn to face him and his heated hazel eyes scan me from head to toe. 
"Let's dance"
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