Stephenson POV
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She struggles to unlock my phone, which is just a swipe
Or maybe it's just the effect I'm having on her
She can feel how much I want her and I can sense how she wants me
I let out small laugh against her neck bringing my hands around hers ,as I finger guide her with each step
Her hand feels soft ,compared to my rough one's
If she's a flower ,I'm the thorn
But I'd be happy to be that
Because I'll protect her from anything
"Go ahead " I suggest as I rest my face against her shoulders
Her body goes , hard as I relax
Either the alcohol is getting me ,or I'm just a sick bastard who is high always
But alcohol is a definite boost up
And she makes it even better
"It got cut "
I hear her shaking voice
And I take in a deep breathe as I inhale her
