Lip Gloss And Dirty Minds©

Lip Gloss And Dirty Minds©

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The Maze Runner
*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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Childhood friends, bound to fall in love. But what happens when love becomes an obsession? ~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Why are you here?" I blurt out before I can stop myself, surprising both of us. He raises his eyebrows, clearly caught off guard by the question. "Mara, come sit down," he says, smiling and patting the empty space beside him. I shake my head but, despite myself, find my feet moving toward the couch. "Are you still mad at me?" He asks, amusement dancing in his eyes. "Shut up," I mutter, rolling my eyes. It's clear I've got some unresolved anger. "You're the one who wanted out, remember?" he says, the hint of a challenge in his tone. "You threw me out of your car and disappeared," I snap, bitterness dripping from my words. "Okay, not my finest move. But I had to," he replies, his eyes flickering with a brief, almost imperceptible pain. "Why are you back now? Why my dad's company? Is this some kind of game for you?" I ask, frustration edging my voice. "Oh, bunny," he says, sliding closer. My breath hitches at the sudden proximity. "I told you I'd never let us be apart again." He grabs my face with his hand, shaking it slightly as if to emphasize his point. I gasp at his words. "W-wha-" I say nervousness stealing my ability to form words. "Yes, bunny. This is not a game. Never apart again. Okay?" He says sliding his thumb over my bottom lip.

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