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abbie watkins ([info]suchfun) wrote in [info]themouserace,
Re: Jase → Abbie
Abbie felt similarly about Jase. There were other guys that she could fool around with, but he was one of her favorites. He wasn't the favorite, of course, but he was one of them. She didn't think that anyone could blame her for that, though. He was very, very skilled with his hands and mouth, after all.

She moaned softly when his hands brushed over her breasts, and her back arched encouragingly. At some point, she was sure to realize that they had an audience. At the moment, though, that was easily the furthest thing from her mind. Her hips rolled against his, and her fingers pulled in the hair at the nape of his neck. She deepened the kiss even further, and another groan built within her chest.

She was vaguely aware of the noises the other partygoers were making, but she wasn't pulled back to reality until someone actually bumped into them.

"Guh," she breathed as she finally pulled her lips from his. "Damn."

It was an understatement to say that she hadn't been ready to end that embrace.


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