A L E X I SDylan and I had been kissing for about five minutes now, just lips. His hands were protectively wrapped around the back of my head, one sliding down to rest around my neck. It was amazing.I loved how he bit my lip from time to time, how his hand touched the right places, the ones that made me throb, but I wanted us to move forward. We’d been devouring each other’s mouths long enough.I moved my hand down, reaching for his zip, but he suddenly pulled away. Embarrassed, I tried again, brushing his waist, but he shifted back. That’s when I looked down and saw it, he was hard.His bulge was impossible to miss, pointing in one direction, standing tall. Damn, Daniella was right. It looked... big, even through his trousers.“I’m not in the mood for sex. Maybe some other time,” he said.I glanced down at my exposed chest, then back at him. Confused. How could a man refuse a naked woman? Dylan, of all people? I knew for a fact he’d slept with half of LA, some not even remotely sex
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