Puck Buddies
“Them cupping my ass is one thing, but I can’t wait to see them on my body, or in it.
Our kissing isn’t like our first time; it’s not soft or passionate. It’s desperate and savage. There’s biting and viciousness. Hate fuels every movement, every taste, but I don’t care. I want more. He makes my stomach tense in a way I can’t stand, but I don’t want it to stop.
Matt sucks my bottom lip in, dragging his teeth along it. I wiggle out of his arms as he lowers himself into my neck and kisses and bites softly, even pulling my shirt off to the side so he can get to my shoulder.
I’m mid gasp when a car pulls up.
He shoves me back with his chest against mine, directing me like we’re dancing until we get to a limo. He presses me against the side of it as he fumbles with the door. When he gets it open he pulls me to him, he kisses once more before pushing me inside. I sit, trying to get my breath and find the reason I am here.
He climbs in across from me and we stare at one another.
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