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Story: Desert Heat
Mine silently begging him to push me.
Somehow I ended up on a double date with Tank and Brandi. Now I’m stuck sitting next to Hunter at the drive in while the other two make out in the bed of the truck Tank borrowed from a teammate.
Hunter leans closer, while his arm still rests behind me. “You… like this… all this tough talk turns me on. Maybe I am into you…”
I feel my eyes glaze over.
Shit.
He smells so fucking good. Like pine, lemons and ….peppermint mocha…?
Damn.
My fists fly to the collar of his shirt. Grabbing him I pull him to me as my mouth attacks his. I’m not sure who growls first as we fight kiss.
Hands roam.
Our breathes tangle as we momentarily pull apart only to crash back together again.
Like a comet shooting across the desert sky— we fly, holding on both knowing it’s only a matter of time before the crash followed by the burn.
But right now I don’t care.
He makes me forget everything.
He makes me feel so alive.
Everything he does, gets under my skin.
Lights me afire.
“You drive me, insane.” He peppers hot, opened mouth kisses against my neck as my eyes close.
This feels so fucking good.
My hands roam under the back of his shirt. His skin; warm steel, flexing beneath my touch.
Hands brush my hair off my shoulder, my sweater moved to the side, exposing more skin for him to graze on.
Everything in me vibrates. Nerves sing, sizzle, beg for more.
No wonder all Tank and Brandi so is touch.
I’ve witnessed so much at the MC’s clubhouse while never being a participant.
Now, I’m the star of his show.
“Gotcha,” I snag his cell from the back pocket of his jeans.
While he’s still drunk on my skin, I grab his hand, pressing his finger to unlock the phone.
“No, I got you,” he rasps, moving lightning fast. Before I know it, both my hands are pinned over my head and he’s half on me with his phone tucked back in his pocket.
“You promised you’d delete the app on your phone and install it on mine.”
“I will. I just never said when.”
“You are really into me, aren’t you?” I let my teeth sink into my lower lip. Loving watching his reaction to it, I licked my lips for added effect, but ended up only tasting him.
Somehow I ended up on a double date with Tank and Brandi. Now I’m stuck sitting next to Hunter at the drive in while the other two make out in the bed of the truck Tank borrowed from a teammate.
Hunter leans closer, while his arm still rests behind me. “You… like this… all this tough talk turns me on. Maybe I am into you…”
I feel my eyes glaze over.
Shit.
He smells so fucking good. Like pine, lemons and ….peppermint mocha…?
Damn.
My fists fly to the collar of his shirt. Grabbing him I pull him to me as my mouth attacks his. I’m not sure who growls first as we fight kiss.
Hands roam.
Our breathes tangle as we momentarily pull apart only to crash back together again.
Like a comet shooting across the desert sky— we fly, holding on both knowing it’s only a matter of time before the crash followed by the burn.
But right now I don’t care.
He makes me forget everything.
He makes me feel so alive.
Everything he does, gets under my skin.
Lights me afire.
“You drive me, insane.” He peppers hot, opened mouth kisses against my neck as my eyes close.
This feels so fucking good.
My hands roam under the back of his shirt. His skin; warm steel, flexing beneath my touch.
Hands brush my hair off my shoulder, my sweater moved to the side, exposing more skin for him to graze on.
Everything in me vibrates. Nerves sing, sizzle, beg for more.
No wonder all Tank and Brandi so is touch.
I’ve witnessed so much at the MC’s clubhouse while never being a participant.
Now, I’m the star of his show.
“Gotcha,” I snag his cell from the back pocket of his jeans.
While he’s still drunk on my skin, I grab his hand, pressing his finger to unlock the phone.
“No, I got you,” he rasps, moving lightning fast. Before I know it, both my hands are pinned over my head and he’s half on me with his phone tucked back in his pocket.
“You promised you’d delete the app on your phone and install it on mine.”
“I will. I just never said when.”
“You are really into me, aren’t you?” I let my teeth sink into my lower lip. Loving watching his reaction to it, I licked my lips for added effect, but ended up only tasting him.
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