Nicole Harper
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Tristan was frozen for a long moment, then he slowly pulled away. My breathing was harsh and his face was still close to mine as he spoke. “What does this mean, Nicole?”
“Shut up and kiss me, Tristan.”
He didn’t hesitate this time. He liked to act like he had power over me, but I held the same power over him, if not more.
I let my bag fall to the floor and wrapped my arms around his neck as our lips met again. I jumped and he placed his hands under my leg, catching me. My skirt rode up as I wrapped my legs around his waist.
He groaned against my mouth as my core pressed up against his hardness. I took the opportunity to slip my tongue inside his mouth, exploring it. He tasted mint toothpaste. I was certain I tasted like cheap beer but Tristan didn’t seem to mind.
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