Alex was curled on my chest, causing me to get hard. I knew it was only a matter of time when I get to fuck her.
I was still hard when she woke up. I then flipped her on her back and slowly kissed her neck. Her moans mingled with mine as I kissed her passionaty. I took off my shirt and threw it to the side, and felt her tiny hands on my chest. I smirked and broke the kiss.
"Like what ya see baby?" I asked, slipping my hands under her shirt. She squealed as my hands brushed her sides. I tickled her more and Alex squirmed under me, laughing violently. I laughed and brought her close to my chest.
"Oh Alex. You are just too cute," I murmured, letting her catch her breath.
"I am not!" She laughed, snuggling into my chest.
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The American Badass
RomanceAlex Moore Satterely was different than her older brothers. Terrance Gerin was different than his whole family. Alex was a punk rock girl, Terrance was an American badass. The two cross paths when Alex accidentally stumbles into the same bar as Terr...
