Cigarettes & Coffee // h.s

He was mesmerised by the way she danced.
She was captivated by his voice.
And once they were introduced both of them couldn't keep their hands off each other.

Cigarettes and coffee is about a bad boy musician from the suburbs and an aspiring writer from the city who form a bond and partake in a sexual adventure that leads to the unexpected.

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With every area he touched my skinned burned and ached for more. My hands hurriedly reached out and pulled off his black t-shirt, tugging it forcefully off his shoulders to reveal his inked skin.

I pulled back and took in the magnificent sight of his long, toned torso and tanned stomach. I pressed up onto the tips of my toes and sucked on the bottom of his neck, caressing his earlobe before moving to kiss his beautiful face. The cold metal of his lip ring against my flushed skin evoked a moan. I ran my hands up and down his back feeling each muscle move and contract, anchoring him against me, so we could be closer. Our lips only separated for gasps of air as he led us backwards towards the bed.