Chapter 4
The first touch of his lips to mine caused me to freeze for a moment, then my eyes closed as I melted, because his taste was smooth and laced with coffee and mints and so addictive. I forgot all about Jerry and Henry and my frustrating day, how much Simms infuriated me, how much I still missed my dad, and focused instead on the way our mouths melded, how the super-short hair on his scalp felt against my fingers, the rub of his facial hair on my skin making my nerves tingle. The way Simms’s hand gripped my hair, holding me in place, made me want to do anything he asked. Or ordered.
It was heady to be with someone bigger than I was, who almost made me feel small by comparison. I could feel his c**k grow, and mine responded, almost making me lose my breath. I thought I heard a gas
