“Oh my god, I’m naked!” I say, making a feeble attempt at covering myself. Although, it’s not like he hasn’t seen it before. More than once at this point. “What the hell, Reese?” “Fuck. This,” he says, closing the distance between us, grabbing my face between his big hands, and slamming his lips on mine. My protest dies on my tongue as he kisses me like a man possessed.
AND THE CROWD GOES WILD
