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Fingers scramble for purchase over my head, my shoulders, my arms as I suck his pebbled skin into my mouth. He arches into me, hissing through his teeth, and I bite down. Hard. The metal piercing snagging on my teeth. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck⁠—” I cut him off with my mouth, lifting up to crush him with a fierce kiss that has his lips pushing back over his teeth. I grind my cock against his, letting him feel how fucking much I want him. How much I crave him.
Where There's a Will (Lost Boys, #1)
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