Sunday, September 18, 2011

Taryn--post 16

Genre: YA spec fic
Email: tarynalAThotmailDOTcm
First: make out session :)

Kalyn spun him around and yanked down on his neck, gentleness forgotten. A girl barely over five feet couldn’t hurt a guy six feet six, anyway. She crushed her mouth to his, kissing him in the way she imagined Tony would kiss, passionate, experienced, and arrogant. Taking, without any thought of what she was giving, from Jeff what she wanted, his preferences ignored. It had been too long without him, and too much of a fight to let him go.

How dare he accuse her of looking at Tony like that? She nipped sharply at his bottom lip and he let out a small groan in her mouth. When she’d only had eyes for him since the moment they met? She raked her nails down his back, feeling wiry muscle through his shirt. This is punishment.

But in the very moment she thought that, his arms were around her, pulling her up and up, until he no longer had to bend in two to reach her lips. She locked her legs around his waist and shuddered as he started to kiss her back with the same passion.

“This,” he muttered in between hard kisses, “is for letting me believe it.”

As her lips swelled red and tender, she melted into his embrace, forgetting the scene, the time, and the war brewing. She knew enough of real life to doubt it would last, but in that moment she didn’t care.


  1. I like this scene because it sounds like she is punishing him, acting the strong female role, then he calls her on it and sweeps her off her feet!