Squeezing his thighs around me, Chet bore down on my forearms until they were all but pinned against my chest. The air between us filled with our raspy breaths. I wondered if the thundering beat of his heart had two causes the way mine did. I caught a quick impression of firmness as he shifted, and then he moved his hips away. His mouth hitched into a smirk I should’ve wanted to punch off his face. Instead, I flexed my fingers, snatching the fabric of his shirt and yanking him closer until his arms on my chest barricaded him inches away. His mouth went slack, his eyes wide open and registering
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