Page 97 of Memories of Me


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“Hey, save some for me.” She giggled and bumped her shoulder against mine.

I handed it back to her, but instead of taking another sip, she licked the rim of the bottle slowly and then stuck her tongue into the opening before lifting it and taking some more of it into her mouth. If she was trying to turn me on, then she had succeeded.

“So I heard you’re on the soccer team.” She started a real conversation.

“You heard right.” I reached for the bottle, but she held tight.

“Let me,” she offered.

She lifted her leg up and over my lap, straddling me on the bench. She lifted my chin so our eyes met and carefully poured the rum down my throat. She took the bottle from my lips, ravaging my mouth with hers, feeding my insatiable hunger for intimacy. It didn’t matter if she was just a groupie. It had been far too long. I had a few meaningless flings over the summer, so what was one more?

I dug my fingers into the back of her hair and held her tight as the arousal rose between us. At least the night wouldn’t be a total waste.

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