Her Last Kiss

Her Last Kiss

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" Rain my dad will catch you here " She tried pulling out of her room " You haven't told him about us ? " I looked at her as she stops in her tracks " I did" She paused " It's just after the last boyfriend I had he caught us almost hav-" " But i'm not like that I mean why would you have sex when your dad was home " I folded my arms , I really didn't care if she was a virgin I mean it was a dumb thing to do . " we were almost having sex I mean my shirt was off and his boxers were still on . Anyway please go i'll call you tomorrow " She continued to push me toward the open window " Emma Sky Young who are you talking to ? Unlock this door now ! " Her dad banged on the door hard and loud making us both jump " Right . call me tomorrow " I kissed her and went through the window , counted to three and jumped landing on my back somehow , I groaned . " Are you ok ? " Emma peeked her head out the window checking on me " I think " I slowly got up and ran to my house . If you liked it so far please continue on reading Her Last Kiss .
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Underage

I feel the breath of air on the back of my neck. My limbs freeze and my breath catches in my throat. The male hands grab me by the hips. I can't move. His lips are by my ear, grazing the skin, his teeth tugging on my earlobe. His breath is hot on my skin, his lips moving down to my neck. My head tilts slightly. I shake my head. He doesn't have a weapon, I do. I turn in his grip, raising my bat. He catches the swing with one hand. He doesn't even flinch. "I wouldn't do that baby." His voice is like velvet, filling up the room. His lips are back on my neck, his tongue trails over the skin. The voice, the lips, are familiar. "You might mess up my pretty face." "Pretty face, my ass." I let the bat drop to the floor in-between the two of us. I should've known. "What are you doing here?" "Besides scaring you shitless?" "You didn't-" "Don't lie, I saw what you did to those poor hangers." *** It's a game of cat and dog. A game that's lasted four years. A game that expires in three short months. It's a battle of wits, of sarcasm, of teasing one liners, of sloppy kisses that may lead to more but nothing passed physical. It's a game with no rules. And they seem to be breaking them all. Thea Shaw and Ethan Michaels have a complicated relationship. One that neither wants to come to an end. But with college nearing and feelings developing what will come of their little game? He promises her one last summer of underage fun; parties, sunsets, long talks, sweet kisses, and no talk of college until it's time to leave. There are only two ways this summer can end. Either in each other's arms or the breaking of their hearts. #4 in New Adult [COMPLETED]

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