Writer's Block

“I think you need a distraction,” I practically purred, leaning down to press my lips to his. He kissed back immediately, even leaning up and using his hands to pull me closer by my hair.

I pulled away to move my lips down to his neck next, but he followed me so that he was sitting up completely, lips hungrily molding to mine, as if this would be the last kiss we'd ever share. That's something I love about Alex; he let's out his frustrations sexually.
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    Prompt Three