STACYI can't breathe.I don't want to breathe.His lips capture mine in a warmth, breathtaking embrace, our bodies collide and my heart skips a beat. It’s even more perfect than I imagined, His hand cups my cheeks, moving my head in directions he wants me.His tongue grazes mine, the feeling is foreign so my tongue pulls back but his hand moves upwards to my hair, his fingers digging deep as he presses me even deeper. His breathes are harsh and so are mine but he isn't pulling away, for some reason. I don't want him to.He tastes like mint mixed with vanilla, a weird combination that just happens to make sense. “ You taste so good,” He breaths into my mouth, “ Even better than I imagined.” My fingers tighten around his shirt as I try to match his pace, his hunger, his desire.He pulls away, his lips swollen and slick. His arms curl around me and he lifts me off the ground. His gaze doesn't leave mine as walks to a black motorcycle.“ Where are we going?” I ask.He places me on the mo
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