Up in the Clouds

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Cloud, 16.

Ashton Winn, 18.

How much can a Cloud handle until it rains.

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His hand smelt like burnt wood.
His palm was pressing firmly against my lips.

He grinned. "One kiss equals one smoke."

He must've read the disgust and confusion on my face. His eyebrow raising with a slight tilt to his face.

He chuckles again but not as hard. He leans in and kisses the back of his hand resting against my lips and then slowly releases his grip.

They feel cold again but Ash replaces that feeling with the warm sensation of my smoke.

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{WARNING: this book contains;
Sexual content. Detailed.
Illegal behaviour.
Bad language.
This book should not be read by people younger than 18+ but i know if you want too you will read this anyways!
Do as you please i will not call the cops.}