I manage to get my hands onto his well defined chest and push him again. His eyes were always something I liked on him, even if he was a jerk. xxx sex Desire, maybe. They were as blue as the sky when he smiled. He stands up, putting his gun on the arm of the couch, and pulls his designer jeans down, leaving his blue and red stripped boxers. If he would remember that he came to my party, cock-blocked a cheerleader to get at me and then ended up practically raping me in my own garage. The cold air makes me shiver slightly. He then pulls my purple boxer-briefs off and pulls me to my feet. My stomach twisted itself into knots thinking about what might come next. It’s creating a sweet scent only familiar to us. Sagging from years of use, the color fading from red to an off-pink. “I guess,” I drunkly mumble as I slip off my H&M shirt that KyShea bought for me at the mall a few days ago. Suddenly I felt cold again. I wondered for a moment if he would remember this night. My stomach twisted itself into knots thinking about what might come next. I get dressed up and decide to leave him where he laid. It’s almost like it’s been begging to be thrown away. I cringe. Or maybe.. Suddenly, I feel 200 pounds pounce
