"I want you."

"I've never felt like this," she pants, staring into your face, her lips swollen and parted. "We should stop...but I want you Jimmy." She pulls your face back for another kiss, pressing her lithe body against you as your mouths explore. The two of you tumble onto the couch, still kissing, both of you breathing hard, your cock swelling in your jeans.

Gathering your courage, you start to caress her, your hands drawn to her breasts like a moth to a flame. You can feel her ribs underneath her shirt, then the softness of her breast. You squeeze it gently and she moans, throwing her head back for a moment, then coming back to nuzzle your neck.

You're trying to work your courage up to unbutton her shirt when you hear the sound of footsteps climbing the steps outside the house. You both freeze, your eyes wide with panic. She reacts first, jumping to her feet and grabbing her skateboard and backpack.

"Let's get out of here!" she whispers urgently, heading for the back door. You're right behind her as you hear a key rattle in the front door. In an instant the two of you are out the back door and fleeing madly through the yard and into the alley.

Your heart is beating madly as you chase after her, finally catching up where the alley meets the street. She drops her skateboard and puts one foot on it, looking at you with a flushed face.

"Later Jimmy," she says, giving you a crooked smile then pulling your face to hers and giving you a quick kiss, her electric tongue flickering in your mouth. She breaks the kiss and pushes away on her skateboard, giving you a last glance over her shoulder.

"Text me."