The Secrets of the Bad Boy
He takes my hair in a dagger, using it to deepen the kiss, I'm surprised that he gasps and grunts when my hands go to the back of his neck, it's as if it wasn't enough for us to be kissing.
Damn, the clothes were burning.
I gasp after he bites my lower lip so he takes advantage to enter his tongue, I feel something cold rub against mine, it's strange and I separate myself confused and blushing.
"What was that?" My lips are heavy until I ask.
He smiles at me, licks his lips and sticks out his tongue. All my doubts are dispersed. A piercing.
"I like it." I approve, biting my lip.
He tries to return to my lips, but horns blare. For a moment I'm alarmed, but I sigh with relief seeing that it's G
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