Page 298 of Bad for Me

I knelt down in front of him. “You couldn’t have done this before I did my makeup?”

He smirked. “I like it when it runs down your face.”

I brushed my lips against his.

“Is that a yes?” He nipped my bottom lip before I pulled back.

“That’s very much a yes.”

He pulled me to him, his tongue demanding entrance, and I gave it.

Today I would graduate from college. A few weeks from now, I’d start working for a local tech company, testing the security of software systems. This wasn’t where I thought I’d end up, but I couldn’t think of anything better.

In the end, I was as obsessed with him as he was with me.

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