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Smoke Break
He Stood, facing away from me, and I could tell he was smoking.
You coud see his shoulders drop as he exhaled and reaxed.
And all I could think in that moment was how much I wanted to be that ciggarette,
pressed between his lips... I was jealous.
I walked up behind him and wrapped my arms around him and I knew I was safe,
right there with him, it was just us.
I could feel his heart racing in my hands and I knew he wanted me just as bad.
I let my hands slide down into his pants and felt him in my hand.
His body almost dropped. He moved around to the front of my body and pressed himself against me.
He reached up and ran his fingers through the back of my head in my hair with one hand,
and with the other grabbed my face and forced a kiss,
letting me know just how bad he wanted more.
