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Johnny staggered backwards and sank down hard on the wooden bench. The impact caused a grunt of pain to rip from his chest, but he never took his lips off mine as he tossed his crutch away and pulled me between his legs. His hands moved from my face to my waist, clamping down hard, and the move caused a moan to tear from my throat. He responded to my small gasp of surprised pleasure with a low growl of approval of his own.
“Are you okay?” I breathed against his lips as I held onto his shoulders.
“Just keep kissing me,” he strangled out. “I want you so much.”
I shivered violently. “You do?”
“So fucking much,” he groaned against my lips, and then his hands were on my thighs, his fingers hiking my fitted skirt up to pool at my hips before pulling me down on his lap, encouraging me to straddle him.
Conscious of his injury, I hitched one thigh on either side of him and hovered over his lap, keeping my weight off him, as I cupped his beautiful face between my small hands and kissed him back with everything I had in me.
Johnny shivered into my touch, but I didn’t pull back.
I couldn’t help myself.
I wanted to touch his face. I wanted to touch him everywhere.
“Am I doing it right?” I breathed against his lips, feeling achingly aware of my inexperience.
“More than right,” he assured me, claiming my mouth once again.
“This is my first kiss,” I moaned against his lips.
“You’re fucking perfect,” he assured me, filling my mouth with his hot tongue.
Falling back into a deep, drugging kiss, I allowed myself to relax and absorb the sensations jolting through me.
He felt so good.
His lips were so soft. His body was so hard. His smelled so nice. He tasted so sweet.
I was drowning in feelings.
Unable to stop myself, I snaked a hand through his wet hair and tugged.
He rewarded my bravery with a low growl as he clamped his hands on my hips and dragged me down on his lap at the same time he thrust his hips upward. Gasping into his mouth, I went willingly, too consumed in the intoxicatingly delicious feel of his body pressed against mine to contemplate that this could be hurting him.
He was clearly enjoying this.
I could feel his enjoyment as he strained against me.
Nestling between my legs, Johnny didn’t push for more. Instead, he continued to kiss me with hot, swiping flicks of his tongue, ruining me with his mouth alone. He was making me hot and achy all over.
Losing the run of myself and chasing pressure, I mewled into his mouth and sank down hard on his lap.
Johnny grunted into my mouth and I froze, suddenly aware of his injury.
“Am I hurting you?” I asked against his lips.
“Only if you stop.” He knotted his hand in the back of my hair and deepened the kiss.
I think I’m in love with you.
I think I’m falling.
Please don’t hurt me. Please don’t ever hurt me.
My mind was racing with crazed, lust-induced thoughts all directed at Johnny. I couldn’t seem to stop myself from falling over the edge of emotional suicide.
