Existence 03 - Ceaseless

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then held out his hand to me. I knew what he wanted and I wanted it to o . If I was going to get a re - enactment of what happened yesterday by the tree , then I was very okay with this.
    Dank pulled me up and wrapped my hand back behind his neck. I threaded my fingers through his hair and he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. I liked seeing how my touch affected him like that. Slipping my other hand up his arm and around his neck I watched his face , fascinated by the eagerness evident in the tight way he held his mouth and the gleam in his eyes.
    I decided I wouldn’t wait for him this time. I pulled him to me and captured his mouth with mine , and took the liberty of licking his bottom lip. It was so full and soft looking that I’d wanted a taste of it since the first time I’d seen him .
    Dank’s hands slid up my ribs until the y rest ed just below the underside of my bra. As far as knowing about boys , I was pretty naive . Jay and I had done some kissing and rubbing but nothing that exciting. I was more than positive that if Dank touched my breasts , I would burst into flames. The re was no way he wouldn’t notice my rapid breathing . I was almost embarrassed by my reaction to his touch , but the soft appreciative growls coming from his chest as he tasted my lips and my skin , assured me he was enjoying this just as much as I was.
    “Please ride with me Friday night ,” Dank begged as he continued kissing down my neck and along my collarbone. This was an unfair request. He got me all hot and bothered then begg ed me. How was a girl supposed to think clearly?
    “I can’t. Miranda needs me ,” I replied my heart slamm ing against my chest. His mouth hovered over the low neckline of my shirt and his warm breath tickled the sensitive skin there. I was almost at the point of begging when his hands slid down and cupped my butt and picked me up and sat me on the table behind me. Dank stepped between my legs and put his hands back on my waistline.
    “It’s probably for the best,” he finally said as his mouth lowered to cover mine again. I wanted to know what he meant by that but his tongue was inside my mouth doing things to me I’d never had done before. I pulled his body closer to mine and kissed him back with all the excitement and need he was provoking in me.
    “If you c o me I won ’t be able to practice. I’d want to be alone with you. Listening to you talk , watching you smile, finding reasons to kiss your body.”
    Whoa. Maybe I should go…
    His hands slowly slid up my stomach until his hands were each gently cupping one of my breasts. When the pads of his thumbs grazed my nipples I broke free from the kiss and gasped for air. The sensation coming from his touch shot through my body straight to my core.
    Dank stilled and watched me. He didn’t move his thumbs again but he didn’t move his hands away either. I gazed up at him letting him see I was waiting. He’d surprised me but I wanted more of this. His thumbs moved again and this time his hands shifted until fingers were slipping into my bra and tugging it down.
    That’s when we heard the footsteps and voices on the stairs. Dank’s hands were gone instantly and he was straightening my shirt as he backed away from me. I scrambled off the table and sat back in my chair because I wasn’t sure my legs were ready to actually walk just yet.
    I braved a glimpse at Dank who was sitting back in his chair with my notes in his hands. His mouth was fixed in a crooked grin and I could see traces of my lip-gloss on his lips . Reaching over I ran my thumb over his lips to wipe away the traces our kiss had left. Dank grabbed my wrist and kissed it before letting it go and standing up.
“I can’t stay in here and look at you without touching you. I need some fresh air,” he admitted.
    I liked that. I liked that a lot.

    Dank
    My concentration wa s shot to hell. All I can think about was the w ay Pagan had felt in my hands, a ll soft and sweet. If we

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