Kill Switch by Penelope Douglas

I was fast and clumsy, and I couldn’t keep up with his
kisses and tongue in my mouth, but I loved every second.
He nibbled and bit and took with force, gripping the back
of my hair to tip my head back and eat at my neck. He moved
from my throat to my chin to my jaw and then back to my
mouth, and I clutched at his shoulders, tugging on his
sweatshirt as I dry-humped him. GGod, I couldn’t stop myself.
He felt so good. It was like an itch that I needed to scratch
more and harder.
I tugged at my bow tie, unable to breathe.
Pulling it loose, I unbuttoned my top button, finally feeling
freer and diving in, hugging him to where he was sucking on
my neck.
My hips moved back and forth, grinding into him
“Winter…” he groaned, pulling back. “I don’t want to…”
I picked up pace, and he grabbed my ass, helping me
move.
“Don’t want to what?” I gasped out.
“Make you dirty.”
I slowed, touching his mouth with mine and kissing him
softly.
Why would he think that?
“You won’t.” I shook my head, touching his face. “We
won’t go all the way. We’ll just play.”
He breathed out a laugh.
I kissed him, and he dug his fingers in again, making my
body explode and every inch of skin come alive. GGod, I loved
it when he did that.
“Hey, man, what are we doing?” someone shouted outside.
“You want us to wait or what?”
I startled, taking a moment to register he had friends with
him. I threaded my fingers into his hair, going for his mouth
again.