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    Arcade

    Spencer’s POV:

     

    I looked around the mall, it was 9:20 and every store was closed no one wanted to be in a mall after it was closed there was no point, Well not for them at least Though the arcade is still open, and I like to play a game or two before I leave…

     

    I work at the mall’s food court selling pretzels. It may not be the most exciting job in the world but it has its advantages… Free pretzels. There are also other advantages, you see there’s this girl who just so happens to work at the arcade. So I guess you can say she allows me to play some of her games. I always bring her a pretzel for her generosity of letting me play though.

     

    I crept through the arcade door making sure no one was there, even though I know nobody is and someone grabbed me. I almost screamed but it was too late they already had their hand covering my mouth and their other arm around my waist.

     

    “Gosh Spence, you know it’s just me” She laughed, I relaxed in her arms as I heard her familiar voice.

     

    “Well jeez Ash, I told you a million times, never sneak up on me!” She smiled and kissed my lips softly.

     

    “I know Spency but it’s just too fun to resist.” She reasoned which made me smile and roll my eyes playfully at her.

     

    “Yeah, yeah. But don’t do it again, ok?” I pleaded.

     

    “Ok, I won’t. I promise” I rewarded her with a light kiss even though I know she will do the same thing again tomorrow.

     

    “So…” She trailed off looking me in the eyes.

     

    “Go ahead.” I laughed.

     

    She smiled and cupped my face kissing me softly at first, but then the kiss grew more needy. I felt her tongue glide against my lower lip making me moan and open my mouth in the process. She allowed her tongue to enter and our tongues danced to our own personal song that included grunts and moans.

     

    When we broke from our kiss for air, she cupped my center through my jeans and I moaned loudly.

     

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