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"Does it bother you?" He asked, after an incisive moment of silence.
"Does...what bother me?" I immediately returned, unable to decipher the objective behind the closed-ended question.
"The way I stare. At you." He pondered, as his dark...
"Why? Give me one good reason why I shouldn't just leave here. Leave you. If you are as dangerous as you say." I profiled his face, not sure what I was searching for.
His hand ran down my upper arm and settled on the cusp of my elbow. Drawing my elbow closer, he discarded his cigarette on the tiled floor. When his gaze darted to my lips, I think I understood what he had in mind.
My eyes instinctively closed, anticipating the feel of his venturous lips on mine. Yet, when nothing came, I opened my lids once again to stare at him. He seemed to be wagering an internal battle with himself.
When he pulled away, I became embarrassed by how ridiculous I must have appeared, standing readily with my eyes closed and lips puckered. I spared him the trouble of reminding me of all the reasons why he didn't want me in the way I wanted him.
Instead, I chose to walk away. I could hear soft music playing in the background, still audible from inside the venue hall.
"Fuck it." Loud footsteps approached me before I was roughly turned and pushed against the wall.
I didn't have time to process what was happening when Kendall's lips softly grazed against mine. He brought my top lip in between his and, after a brief moment of hesitance, our lips began to move in a harmonious motion. The way they melded together had me questioning why they had ever been kept apart.
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His kisses transitioned from slow and sweet to belligerent and consuming, taking all of me and sparing nothing in return. His teeth lightly nibbled on my lip, before clamping down hard. I gasped at the feel of the slight pain, but he merely took that as an opportunity to slide his tongue into the modest opening.
Our tongues played a slick game of tug-of-war, as they slithered, licked, and ingested one another. His tongue felt soft, as it caressed and massaged my mouth. Tainting every corner it touched, I moaned into his mouth as he swallowed me whole.
His hand grasped under my chin, tilting it at a desirable angle that afforded him greater access to his intended target. I moaned at the fiery intensity of our tongues clashing against one another. When his tongue slid over mine in a seductive manner, I couldn't help but nibble on it, earning a low grunt from him that went straight to my clit.
My hands tugged roughly at the ends of his hair, forcing him to lean down in order to ease the slipping tension created from the quickening pace of our greedy lips. Five minutes must of gone by before we finally pulled apart. Both of us breathing rapidly.
"So sexy." Kendall muttered in between breaths, as he stared at me with a dark look in his eyes. "You have no idea the things I've wanted to do to you, since the first time I saw you."
His hand moved to my backside, taking a grip full of my lower cheeks. He rubbed the clothed flesh in a circular motion, pausing his movements every few seconds to give it a light slap. I released an assembly of strained gasps at the mere feel of the pleasure.
