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    wandering- 3

    She pauses barely brushing my lips, her nose grazing against my cheek and I just want her to fucking kiss me. To taste her mouth and get lost in her. The crushing feel of her lips, her tongue…I will never get enough of her. My lungs burning for air, her hands moving along my body, stopping on my hips. She cups my face, pulling away that smile and I want it to be night.

    “She’ll be here any minute,” her eyes glowing with that emerald fire.

    She moves to kiss me, and I love that look of frustration in her eyes when I pull away. She kisses me harder than before, that fire growing…raging deep in my body.

    “Uh Shane? Carmen?” fuck me; we can’t do this right now…why can’t today be over? “I’m ready…I’m going out side.”

    Her shoulders, her chest and I should be more worried that she walked in on us…being us. Instead all I can think about is her hand on my neck, how close she is. The taste of her mouth and the fact that my mother is going to be here in minutes.

    “Right…” she moves away, laughing that laugh her face a bright red. “So you think maybe we should get everything ready?”

    “Yeah,” I can’t hold it in anymore.

    Not with the fact that she went bright red, that she jumped when she caught us. That she wants me as much as I want her… I know it because she watches every move I make. I know it because she blushed when Alex walked in, I know it from the way she glances at me trying to be secretive. She can’t lie; her eyes give her away each time… well she can’t lie to me anyways.

    “Yeah…” I can feel her heart race underneath my finger tips, it matches mine beat for beat. “So we should take the stuff outside.”

    She smiles leaning in for a kiss, and I have to think that a fourteen year old girl is hiding from us outside. That at any moment my mother can just walk in here…she’s just way too hot care though. If we don’t stop kissing soon then we will never stop…that’s a major part of our story, fucking.

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