Kyles's hands roamed furiously around my body as he kissed me passionately. My hands gripped his hair, and I groaned into his mouth, hungry for more. I grapple awkwardly at his chest, prepared to rip his shirt clean from his body before I remember that he isn’t wearing one, and I’m pinching at his skin. I try to cover my minor fumble with some well placed groping and pray that he doesn’t notice the difference.
His lips move from mine, and I almost sob in frustration, but it’s only momentarily as he sucks and nips at my neck. I stretch my head back to allow him better access.
I enjoy the way his lips vibrate against my skin as he moans. He hoists me into the air, and I wrap my legs around his hips. We stumble back a few steps and crash into a tree behind us. It doesn’t bother or change
