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august 10, 2023












claire pov











i walk up to the wooden door in front of me. nerves are killing me. my fist reaches out and knocks on the door.

i hear footsteps walk up to the door and it swings open. paige.

she looks shocked and her face is red. she's wearing spider-man boxers and a white wife beater. no bra.

"hi," she says, somehow already breathless.

"hey," i whisper.

she clears the doorway so i can come in. "what are you doing here?"

i fidget with my fingers. "i wanted to talk."

she nods. "can i go first real quick?"

i tilt my head before saying, "sure?"

i close the door behind me as she sighs. i lean against the door and cross my arms, clearly enhancing the cleavage from my align tank.

she peeks down at my breasts before starting to talk. "i'm sorry. i have no clue if you wanted to kiss me the other day. i just know that i am so so attracted to you-"

"shut up," i interrupt her.

her face drops with fear. "what?"

i take a step forward. "please just kiss me already."

she is shocked but quickly obeys. her lips crash to mine and soon create a rhythm. her hands come to my hips as she pushes me against the door. i gasp against her mouth and she smiles into the kiss.

i reach around and tangle my hands into her hair as our kiss picks back up. she takes a deep breath in through her nose before bringing her tongue to my bottom lip, as if asking for permission. i part my lips to allow her to slip it inside.

her tongue meets mine and soon we're kissing sloppily. her tongue swirls against mine and i can slightly taste dr pepper on her tongue. at this point, our mouths are just pressed against each other while our tongues do all the work. it feels almost as if she's trying to stick hers down my throat.

she pulls me off the door and slowly walks us to her bedroom and closes the door.

her arms pin me against her bedroom door, kissing me more aggressively. i groan into our kiss.

her hands start to travel down my body and get to the hem of my sweatpants. "can i take these off?" she asks.

i nod eagerly.

"words, baby."

"yes, madison," i sigh against her mouth.

"fuck, that's so hot," she says. "didn't mean to curse, but damn baby."

i smile. her fingers pull down my pants as she reconnects our lips in a sloppy, passionate kiss.

her hands run up my body and into my hair. her fingers tangle into my blonde hair as she deepens the kiss even more.

Paige's tongue dances against mine, and I can't help but moan softly.

Her lips are so soft and pliant, and the way she kisses me is like nothing I've ever experienced before. It's like she knows exactly how to make me feel weak in the knees, how to make me lose control of myself.

I feel her hands on my body, roaming over my curves and touching me in all the right places. I can't help but arch into her touch, craving more.

My mind is a blur of pleasure, and all I can think about is how good it feels to be in her arms like this.

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