KK. So a few things.
1. Not many ppl wanna make me an intro?? K sick guys...
2. 9 COMMENTS ON LMT!? PATHETIC!!! Make it up to me on this one 40+
Anyway, on with this shizzz....
I felt resistance as I attempted to pull away from Joe when breathing became a serious problem. I inhaled through my nose and continued swirling my tongue around with Joe's, each of us battling for dominance.
"You kissed my and it never felt too soon" lyrics ran through my mind and I mentally made a reminder to write them down when and if I got back to the hotel room.
Next thing I knew, I felt a cool hand rest on the waistband of my jean shorts, which then slowly slipped below as Joe played my very top of my underwear.
I pulled away, successfully this time, but stayed close. My swollen lips spoke against his, as my breathing slowed.
"What are you doing?" I asked exasperatedly, releasing my harsh grip on his shirt.
"I need you Demi" he gasped, his voice dropping to a snarl.
I bit my lip and hesitantly shook my head.
"Joe, I can't.." I said, soon regretting my decision, when I stared into his hypnotising eyes.
Joe connected our foreheads and sighed, looking down, while running his rough hands through my hair.
I already felt like a whore, making out with a guy I had met no less than 24 hours ago, much less about to be fingered by him.
I shut my eyes tightly, ridding myself of my thoughts.
I opened again and saw Joe staring back intensely, I couldn't help but smile, and lean into his extremely soft lips again,.
I felt Joe smile into the kiss and wrap his strong arms around my waist.
Whore.
I slid my lips further apart as Joe's tongue pressed through.
Whore.
I let myself get lost in the feeling. My mind went back to meeting Joe yesterday, and how something inside of my clicked when I looked into his eyes.
Whore.
"Before I fall too fast, kiss me quick, but make it last..." I started to hate the fact lyrics would always interrupt the perfect moment.
I felt Joe pulling back, but not releasing his grip on me. My lips felt red raw with the friction Joe caused and I felt his hand make its way up my thigh.
I placed my hand on his and stopped it from reaching the hem of my shorts.
"Joe, not now.." I said sternly, looking at him in the eyes, the corner of my lips slightly curving upward, indicating I was half joking, half being deadly serious.
Joe chuckled, before abruptly flipped me on top of him once again, just like yesterday.
I leant down before quickly pecking him on the lips and slidding my hand into his jean pocket. Just as I suspected, my fingertips reached a slightly crumpled packet of Dynomite ciggarettes. I grinned a the sight of the lime green packet, and picked one out for me and Joe to share. I held it between my lips as Joe leant up and lit up for me. I took a long drag before handing it to Joe, who seemed more eager than me for a puff.
That day, was the official start of my 2 most deadly addictions. One, being the most obvious, nicotine; ciggarettes, and the other which didn't seem as obvious to me, until this story goes on was, Joe. Joe was my addiction. He is my drug.
But should i make it up to you for not commenting on the last ones?! I haven't been on much :/ Anyway,sorry about my lack of comments.You deserves more comments than you do get (: So...this my comment :P
I love you role model! lol
~Sarah?
P.s. Should i sign my name there,cause i see alot of people do that...w/e xD
youuu are aweshommm :PP
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i love the pic in the vid!
lols , loved it :D
and c'mon y'all , it doesn't take that long to comment on a vid ! The faster we comment , the faster we get the eppys !