Lip Gloss And Dirty Minds©

Lip Gloss And Dirty Minds©

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*Sneak Peek* I look at Vince. "You locked the door?" I ask. "What's the rush, Baby girl?" He replies to my question with another question. Before I can answer, he leans over from his car seat towards me and kisses me. My eyes widen and I push him away with both hands. He smirks at me. "What's wrong, Baby girl? You scared?" My fear is obviously showing, but I deny it anyway. "N-no." He leans in and kisses me again. I try to push him away again but he's way more forceful this time. He places his hand on my leg and starts to rub his hand up under my uniform skirt. My heart starts racing and I begin to panic a little. I try to get him to stop by using one hand to try and push his face from mine and the other hand to pry his hand from my leg. He grabs my hand from his face and holds it down to the car seat, not even worrying about trying to move my other hand. He moans into the kiss and what seems like a chuckle of amusement. *There's a knock at the car window*
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"Fuck off!" I yell, storming away. The nerve of that guy. It was a one night stand, I didn't marry him! I grumble as I plop into my car. Why was he being so weird now? Especially after he left like he did... I bite my lip and lean back in my seat, sighing and closing my eyes. And all that blood... He just... Licked it. And he actually... Grunted. Like he liked it. And now the weirdo won't leave me alone... I pull out my cell and see a text message from him. Dammit! Why did I give him my number!? 'You can't hide from me.' It reads. 'Go away you fucking stalker!' I message back. 'But I love you...' I sigh and throw my phone in the back seat. I have to get out of here.

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