Before I could speak, Poison crossed the short distance between us and grabbed my face with both hands to kiss me. What I expected to be a peck on the lips, given that we were surrounded by people, was instead a full-on, passionate tongue to the back of my throat kiss which she broke off only when I pressed my hand against her. Poison was staring right into my eyes when her face got far enough away for me to see it. She dropped her hands and snuggled into me; her head tucked under my chin. I held her mostly because I did not know what else to do. Over the top of her head, Amanda was staring at
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Poor Tempest got a full on lip lock but it wasn't from the fair Amanda
