Scripped Soundtrack, day 12
The National: “Available”
Jonah wondered how hard it would’ve been to teach Sela how to do this, and smiled into the kiss. Impossible. Cold little psychopath never would’ve managed this kind of feeling, and definitely not this kind of warmth.
Tal, maybe. He’d at least put some effort into it that last time.
Jonah pulled his lips off Jenny’s, kissed her neck instead, swatted the thoughts away. Thoughts that he could almost excuse when he was alone and desperate for company. But not now.
Her hot little fingers trailed downward, slipped below the waist of his track pants.
That’s when he started to panic. She probably knew already— he was either slow getting it up or had the world’s smallest equipment, and seeing as she saw him in a Speedo every day, she probably wasn’t buying the latter. Not that it was anything impressive, but—
Lower still, and there was a distinct threat of her deciding to do away with his pants altogether, the way she was gripping the waistband now.
Jonah’s heart raced, but not in the right way.
-From Scripped by KV Taylor (YOU CAN NEVER GO HOME)
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