Chapter 4

Easton

I’ll kiss this girl and figure out who she is. I’ve kissed pretty much every girl worth kissing in our class, yet I don’t recognize her voice.

She could be disguising it though. Trying to trick me. Plus, I’m a little drunk.

I know this girl. I have to.

Her skin is like silk. Soft to the touch. Her fragrance is intoxicating. I keep breathing it in deep, letting the delicate floral

 

scent fill my senses. Not too sweet. A hint of sexy.

She’s all curves. Her flaring hips and tiny waist are the perfect ratio. And when I had her pinned earlier, that lush ass tucked against my crotch, my dick sprang to life, eager to come out and play.

But I’m not going to fuck this girl in a dark bathroom. I don’t even know who she is.

I’ll kiss her though. I’m not above

that.

“Wait a minute.” She braces her

hands on my chest the moment she’s facing me, and her touch is like a brand. Hot fingertips press

 

into my pecs, making me shiver, and no girl makes me shiver. “What are you doing?”

“Shh.” I remove my hand from her hip, my fingers brushing against her chest by accident as I reach for her neck. Damn, her tits are big. Can’t touch her there yet, though. I need to ease her into this. “Tell me your name.”

A shuddery breath leaves her, but otherwise, she says nothing.

Okay, mystery girl.

and tip her head back. Leaning in, I hover my

darkness, barely able to make out her features. Big, dark eyes watch me in return. Pert nose. Plump

I brush

A jolt passes from her into me, electrifying my blood, my skin. The tiny hairs on my arms stand on end as I pull

tongue meeting mine. It’s a shy swipe. Tentative.

 

do,

I still don’t who this girl is, but she tastes

and down my chest as if she’s unable to control herself and I groan into her mouth, my hand curving around the back of her head so I can hold her firmly. We devour each other, my tongue thrusting, hers meeting. Retreating. I chase after

More, more, more.

 

the only sound in the room. She whimpers when I sink my teeth into her lower lip. A breathy moan leaves her when I dare to touch her right tit, my thumb finding her nipple. It’s hard, straining against the

when I break the kiss to run my lips down her

nip and lick

my mouth to hers, consuming her once more.

 

 

me. I run my other hand down her back, over the strings of her bikini that tie behind her.

can’t push too fast. This

her everything

at the base of her spine, just above the waistband

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she hasn’t been in the pool. And

go further, skimming along the curve of her smooth ass. Her body is like a fucking wet dream, and I’m

Will she let me?

hand from her ass to touch

 

hear the confusion in

our lips clinging. “Ever.” Another

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