HIS MINNIE MOUSE
His hands rake the sides of my body, making me crave his touch on the sensitive parts of me.
Scott moves his head backwards, staring deeply into my eyes, “Do you want me to stop?” He asks, his chest heaving from the intensity of the kiss.
My lips tingle from the loss, my chest equally rising and falling. I don't want this to stop. I want him to continue.
I shake my head in the negative, but that isn't enough for Scott.
“Use your words, Minnie mouse,” He demands.
Instead of that, I curl my fingers around his collars, pulling him into me. I press my lips tightly against his, gently rubbing his chest as I go.
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