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STELLA’s POV
My lips moved slowly and Tyler pulled me closer to him, his arm looped around my waist as he placed his other hand behind my head, his fingers raking through my hair.
He kissed me slowly but with so much passion. He then pulled me into the backseat and made me sit on his lap.
And right now, we didn’t think about that goodbye kiss anymore. Damn that goodbye kiss!
Our tongues danced with each other slowly as I cupped his cheeks. His hands went under my top, roaming my back.
He groaned when he felt my fingers slip under his shirt too, trailing the skin on his abdomen up to his chest. Tyler abruptly yanked my tank top up, taking it off me, exposing me only in my bra.
“Tyler…”