Mark’s pov.
My best friend is kissing me. Sam is kissing me and I don't know what to do. He moves closer to me, touching my neck. He must have noticed that I am not responding, but he doesn't stop. He uses his tongue to part my lips open and then that's when I lose all control. I can't believe I am doing this, but I kiss him back.
He smiles satisfied that I am responding to his kiss. There is a difference between kissing Sam and kissing Kayla. I can feel him everywhere. My heart races excitedly. We keep kissing and he then takes off my shirt. I take his off too and we lie on the bed. He is on top of me and my skin is all shivery. It must be the cold. He starts to grind against me and I push myself up, not wanting any space. We keep kissing and grinding and some more kissing again.
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