Off the Wall
Chapter 8
Fireworks.
A thousand fireworks and more was going off inside of Charlie’s body, brain, and heart at that exact moment. It was almost too much to handle but too good to stop.
His thin moist lips were pressed against her plump, chapped lips. The contradiction was a sweet one.
Christie opened her mouth and Charlie eagerly pushed his tongue in.
Panting.
Gasping.
Moaning.
Charlie took in the sweet smell of Christie and kissed fiercely.
Christie touched Charlie on the chest and brought her hand up at a painstakingly slow speed, teasing Charlie to no end. She raised a thin hand to the top of Charlie’s head, grabbed his hat, and threw it in the backseat. Grasping his thick hair, she began grinding her hips against Charlie’s.
Charlie felt it again; the explosion of fireworks.
A thousand fireworks and more was going off inside of Charlie’s body, brain, and heart at that exact moment. It was almost too much to handle but too good to stop.
His thin moist lips were pressed against her plump, chapped lips. The contradiction was a sweet one.
Christie opened her mouth and Charlie eagerly pushed his tongue in.
Panting.
Gasping.
Moaning.
Charlie took in the sweet smell of Christie and kissed fiercely.
Christie touched Charlie on the chest and brought her hand up at a painstakingly slow speed, teasing Charlie to no end. She raised a thin hand to the top of Charlie’s head, grabbed his hat, and threw it in the backseat. Grasping his thick hair, she began grinding her hips against Charlie’s.
Charlie felt it again; the explosion of fireworks.
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Hmm...I tried to make this interesting and different. I hope this wasn't too bad.Thoughts? :)