“This is such a bad idea,” Hutch said. “The worst.” I hardly got that out before our mouths crushed together. The kiss was hungry, devouring, our tongues swiping at one another, alternating, his plunging into my mouth, then mine in his, while our bodies rutted together. Hutch went straight to my head, gave me this natural high I hadn’t known I’d been missing my whole life. It was like not realizing you weren’t intact, and then suddenly you were, and the whole damn world made sense when you hadn’t known it was out of whack before.
