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We stop in front of my apartment building, and Mickey releases his grip on me. Yet again, I’m left longing for his touch.
“One more for the road,” Mickey says.
“One more—”
He doesn’t let me get the sentence out before his fingers snake through my hair. He clutches at a handful of my red locks and leans in for another kiss. Our mouths meet in another tense embrace and my mind wanders with devious desire.
Don’t stop with this kiss. You can take me here and now.
My body screams for him to go on. Those strong hands caressing every inch of my skin, his tongue exploring wherever it would like to go . . . I want him to break my innocence and make me his.
I fling my arms over his shoulders. Without any strain, Mickey lifts me into the air and presses my back against the apartment building’s door. The same thick rod that touched my belly finds its way between my legs. Oh shit, it wasn’t a weapon, after all. It’s Mickey’s key to unlocking my womanhood.
I hook my legs around his waist and pull him into me. The thick bulge between his legs brushes and tickles my opening. I gasp into his mouth, and Mickey’s lips twist into a grin.
Mickey trails kisses down my cheek and into the nape of my neck. He sucks my earlobe into his ear, and an explosion of pleasure trickles through my body, culminating in a taut bundle of nerves in my core.
“You’re so fucking hot,” Mickey whispers. His hot breath tickles my skin.
His firm body pins me to the door while ragged breaths suck me in. His hands have found their way back to my ass, and his fingers have burrowed themselves into my skin.
Move a little further and find your promised land. Find what belongs to you.
But as quickly as it starts, Mickey puts me on the ground and pulls away from me. My knees buckle and I collapse into him again. He laughs but holds me up until I find my footing.
“Back for more already?” He asks.
“You’re the one who pulled away.” I can’t stop blushing at the honesty of my statement.
“Run on inside, Brianna. Before I do something, I’ll regret in the morning.”
“Regret?” I stare up at him.
So, he does want this?
“Why not just take what you want?”
He chuckles and shakes his head. “Your tight cunt isn’t ready for the things I want to do to it.”
Mickey’s vile tongue knocks the wind from my lungs.
“You can’t exactly leave me like this,” I say.
“Like what?” He breaks away as if to compose himself.
“Dripping wet and ready for you.” I don’t let him get far away before I have his wrist in my light touch. I guide his hand along my body, his fingernails tickling my skin while his hand sinks between my legs.
But he doesn’t go on.
“Like I said, pretty little thing, run on inside before I break you.” Mickey pulls his hand away and takes a step back. Feverish desire burns in his eyes, and I don’t understand why he’s doing everything in his power to fight me on this.
“Your time to cum will come, but it’s not going to be in this dingy street,” Mickey adjusts his suit jacket, fastening the top button with expert precision. “So run on.”
He leaves me with that thought before walking in the direction we came.
I watch Mickey walk until he disappears around the corner at the end of my street. My mind swirls, and my body feels numb from the near-orgasmic kiss we shared. When he’s gone, I slip into my building and run upstairs. I pass dad, sleeping in his lounger with beer cans stacked on his side table and the TV blaring some action movie.
I run into my room and collapse on the bed, a smile stretching from ear to ear. At least I’m not left alone with my imagination tonight. I have our kiss to carry my sordid thoughts.
