Dove
"And you don't," I rolled my eyes and tried to escape him once again but he trapped me between his strong arms. I looked up at him and desperately wanted not to react to seeing his grown facial hair and the perfect outline of it with that mathematical fade.
His eyes were dark as he stared at me and I felt myself terribly tether. Had he gotten bigger over the two weeks because his biceps looked about ready to explode and his chest chair peeking up from his shirt had my legs trembling.
"I hate you," I snapped at him the same time I slipped my fingers in the waistband of his shorts then tugged him to me. The satisfied smile on his lips made me want to slap him as I wrapped my arms around his neck the same time he picked me up so my legs were wrapped around his hips.
His lips pressed against mine with our teeth clanking against each other's. "These braces are fucking amazing," he rasped as he rushed me to his bedroom as I kissed his neck feeling like my body was on fire.
