JESSICA'S POV
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When we started kissing, it was even better than our first. It felt like everything stopped and I am a hundred percent positive that it became a core memory that's now engraved in my brain.
He pulls me on top of him, his hands capturing the hem of my shirt and he pulls it up. I carelessly lift my arms and he tosses the material to the side once it's off me.
His hands roam down to my breasts, giving them a squeeze that makes me gasp. His hands travel down to my waist before he pulls my upper body down against his, his hands staying there, his fingers digging into my skin. Our lips wrestle and my raven hair falls to the one side, acting like a curtain while we viciously make out.
He slips his tongue past my parted lips, devouring my mouth and I start to suck on his to
