"Babe! Why do you have to go??" Miranda pulled on my flannel shirt. I was leaving for a retreat center in two weeks. And I have to say, I am not excited at all. I would rather be here with my girlfriend. It was going to be a very long year. "My mother is fucking making me go. Apparently, I am a delusional 18 year old." she pouted some more and scooted off me. "It's not fair. Your mom is a selfish bitch. Did she not think of me?"
"I am sure she didn't." I sighed and pulled her back on me and kissed her cheek.
Her fingers laced through my hair, tugging at it slightly. She knows how much that turns me on. Fuck. I removed my lips from her cheek to her lips. Our breathes mixed and she pushed her chest against mine. "Babe..." she pulled her lips away from mine. Miranda's hand went right above my belt. I can tell she is eager, but so am I. "I love you." I said with our lips inches apart. She mumbled something and crashed our lips together, instanttly opening her mouth. Our tongues danced together. "Pants. Off." she breathed through the kiss.
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Retreat | m. Clifford
Teen Fiction"Welcome to the Harmony Retreat Center! My name is Melody and I will be your counselor." "Hello," his eyes scanned her body, up and down, "Melody." He winked. "Shall we get started?" "Yes. We shall."