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New Year's Bang
Book: New Year's Bang Read Online Free
Author: Kimberly Dean
Tags: Short Stories, High School, reunited lovers, Snow, holiday romance, second chance, young love, reunion, high school sweethearts, New Year's Eve, memories, old flame, teenage love, resolution, make up, new year, love lost and found, one that got away, make up games, new year wishes
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going to come before her. He could feel it. He
was ready to pop, but she wasn’t quite there.
    Pushing his hand between their sweaty, clinging
bodies, he fingered her clit.
    “No,” she said, flinching away.
    He could tell she wasn’t used to such intimacy, but
he had to. Not letting her back away, he tightened the arm
he had locked around her hips. Tickling her pussy with his finger,
he found her clit again. This time, he didn’t let her shy away. He
thrummed that magic little button and felt her body begin to
shake.
    By the time he started to spurt into her, she was
coming.
    And it was like nothing he’d ever felt before.
    Reaching out, Troy grabbed the top of the nearest
bathroom stall to keep himself on his feet. He held her tightly as
her body quivered. Each tiny tremor squeezed another drop out of
him.
    When it was finally over, neither of them moved. Lita
rested with her head against his chest. He could feel her warm
breaths as they wisped across his nipple. And that was all it took
for him to start hardening inside her tight little snatch all over
again.
    “Oh I feel better,” she said in that smoky voice of
hers. “A lot better.”
    He smiled against her hair. He felt invincible.
    “Go out with me tomorrow?” he whispered.
    Her eyes were sparkling when she pulled back to look
at him. “Yes.”
    Leaning down, he kissed her. “What do you want to do?
Movie? Dinner?”
    She wrapped her arms around his neck and rubbed her
breasts against his chest. “I don’t care. Anything.”
    “You like to play with fire.”
    “I like to play with you,” she said, kissing his
breastbone.
    Troy felt his heart begin to pound. It was almost too
much to believe. “I’ve wanted to ask you out for a long time,” he
confessed.
    “I know.”
    Okay, so his casual little trips to his locker hadn’t
been so casual after all. “I would have asked you sooner, but
–”
    The bathroom door suddenly started to open.
    “Fuck,” he hissed. Reaching out, he slammed it shut
using one hand.
    He felt Lita stiffen around him. Everywhere .
    “Relax, baby,” he crooned as he flicked the lock. He
was damn near full-size again. She couldn’t send him out into the
cold now. If she did, he’d be in serious trouble.
    Somebody began pounding on the bathroom door. “Hey,
open up.”
    The voice was like a shrill air horn. He would have
recognized it anywhere. Normally it would have made his dick
shrivel up, but inside Lita, he only got harder.
    “Lita, are you in there?”
    “It’s Piper!” she hissed.
    “Don’t answer her,” Troy said. He couldn’t help it;
he had to thrust. Lita’s back arched in delight, even as she pushed
his shoulders away.
    “I can hear someone in there,” Piper yelled.
    “Then you can tell we’re busy,” Troy snarled. He
watched his and Lita’s reflections in the mirror as the knock on
the door became louder and more insistent. God, they looked good
together. Her, tiny and dark. Him, big and blond. He fisted his
hand into her long, swaying hair and thrust harder.
    “Troy,” she said, her voice going tight. “We
can’t.”
    “But we are.”
    “Troy, stop!”
    He went rigid inside her. God, she was serious.
    “Let me in, damn it!” Piper hollered.
    Troy scoured Lita’s face, but already, she wouldn’t
look at him.
    “Please,” she whispered, shifting uncomfortably.
    She was uncomfortable? He bit the side of his cheek
as he pulled his raging cock out of her.
    “I’m sorry,” she whispered, sliding off the
counter.
    Her feet touched the floor, but the way she reached
back for balance told him she wasn’t too steady. Still, she began
reaching for her clothes.
    Stiffly, Troy pulled his T-shirt back over his head
and zipped up his jeans. The tightness was nearly unbearable.
“Lita,” he said, his frustration clear.
    “I’m sorry.”
    Was that all she was going to say?
    Apparently.
    She flinched away when he tried to help her with her
bra and he retreated to the far wall to stand next
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