Dont' Ask, Don't Tell

You wanna know? You gotta ask. Jasmine and Travon have to figure out whether keeping secrets from each other and everyone else is really the best idea...even if it's the hard way.

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He dropped his books, put his hands on my hips and pushed me against the wall next to my locker. "Not close enough." He stepped closer.

I was struggling to breathe normally. "You smell really good and I cant think."

He started rubbing my sides with his hands. "Really, Baby?"

Oooo I hate that name! "Don't call me that."

He looked down at my body and licked his lips. He bit them and when he let it go it was a wet pink mushy goodness that popped. Great another gallon of what do you even call it just filled my panties. I let out a small squeal. "Stop doing that."

He kept rubbing and scanning. "Doing what?" He licked his lips again.

I grunted. "Stop licking your lips!"

He smirked then leaned down so his head was at my ear. I stopped breathing. Does no one care that we are breaking the six inch rule here? I mean boy is just making me mmmmmmm right now!

I started breathing heavily as he talked. "What do you want me to lick yours instead?"

I took a shaky breath. Never mind. That voice sure as hell can get sexier...it just DID! But It's okay cause me just got an idea. "Which ones?"

Tray did some sort of deep growl. "So we thinkin like that now, Jazz?" He got a boner and stepped closer so I could feel it.

"Mmmmmmhm." Ew you sound like you are getting fucked right now. Get it together Jazzzy!

Turning back to my question, Tray might was well have ripped me open. He closed the gap between us completely causing his boner to be in me. "Which ever ones you want...." He shoved his hips forward and growled, "Baby Girl."