Maybrook Prep

Tara: I pulled back. "Why'd you stop kissing me?" His hands didn't bother me.

Jace: I smile and kiss her lightly. "I told you I get distracted."

Tara: I arched an eyebrow. "Now you're distracted that I haven't slapped away your hands from my shirt?"

Jace: I shrug. "Maybe."

Tara: I hesitated, then reached behind my own back, unclasping my bra. "Are you even more distracted now?" I whispered.

Jace: My eyes widen. "A lot."

Tara: I smirked, going back to kissing him.

Jace: "I think we should have watched this upstairs," I mutter, pushing her on the couch.

Tara: "I'd say we could move, but I think the mood would die," I pointed out in a murmur, straddling him with my legs as he was on top of me.

Jace: I chuckle. "God forbid we don't do this."

Tara: "Oh, well, we can stop if you want..."

Jace: I kiss her deeper. "No, no," I protest, pulling her shirt up higher.

Tara: I smirked, slipping my tongue into his mouth.

Jace: I break the kiss for a moment, pulling her shirt over her head.

Tara: I smiled, pressing my bare self to him.

Jace: I shiver and my eyes widen as I press against her.

Tara: I opened my eyes, seeing his wide ones. I laughed softly. "Relax...we don't have to go all the way." I kissed the corner of his mouth.

Jace: "You're making me question that."

Tara: "Well...then what's so horrible about going through with it?"

Jace: I moan. "Nothing..."

Tara: I smirked, finding his belt buckle.

Jace: I suck in a breath, my fingers running around the rim of her pants.

Tara: I unclicked it, slowly sliding down his pants.

And...x.x.x.

haha.

ummmm. so then skip to morning?