Chapter 17 Whispers And Hard Kisses

• I lift onto my toes and rub my body against his, side to side, anticipation trickling in my belly, making me feel heavy and achy between my thighs. “I’ll be thinking of you.”
• Alexander studies my face for a moment, shaking his head. “I should tell you to flirt and laugh and have a great time with people your own age, but I can’t do that. You’ve taken a hold of something inside of me and I can’t get it loose.”
• He brings his mouth to my ear. And at the same time, he does something I’m not expecting. He brings his pinkie finger to his mouth, slides it between his lips to wet it good. Then he lowers his hand again, delving all five digits into the rear of my panties—and pumping that wet pinkie finger into a place I didn’t know anyone was supposed to touch. My back hole. He presses his pinkie finger all the way in and my legs start to tremble uncontrollably, my breath catching in my throat.