He pulled me out of the kitchen, down the short hallway, and into the laundry room. 

  

  He shut the door behind us and turned the lock,the click echoed loud in the small space.

  

  He pushed me back against the dryer. 

  

  The metal was cold through my shirt, making my nipples even harder. 

  

  His body pressed against mine, hot and solid, his cock dug into my stomach through his sweatpants, I could feel how hard he was, how big he was, which makes my mouth watered.

  

  His mouth crashed into mine, hard and messy. 

  

  His teeth scraped my lips, his tongue pushed inside, tasting me. 

  

  I kissed him back like I...