Chapter 8

Kimimela's lips press against his as his hands grip her neck. Her fingers through his hair as they soon found their rhythm and were buried at the moment.

Ava smiles at them. She was going to tease the hell out of Kim when they got home.

"Do you still wanna go to my place?" He says softly.

Kim looked him in the eyes, and she blinked. "I don't think I can," She says, feeling Miran hard under her.

"Alright," She got off him.

"Wow, that was intense," Jackson says.

"I have to go," Miran whispers. Kim rolled her eyes. She wanted to slap him. How could he leave her after that?

"Now?" She presses her lips in a thin line.

"Yes, I can't stay longer," He says. You should stay longer, Kim begged her heart, hoping he wouldn't actually leave.

"Okay," She wasn't going to stop him; instead, she watched him leave.

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