I smile, shaking my head slowly as the screen finally moves away, the noise of the arena settling back into its steady hum as the game resumes.
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Justin pushes me against the wall, kissing me so hard, his tongue pushing into my mouth. My fingers curl into his shirt, until I pull back just enough to breathe and laugh at myself for needing to.
“Wait—” I press a hand to his chest. “Aren’t you tired? You just played a whole game tonight.”
He grins down at me, his eyes bright with the post-win energy I know so well. “Nah. I showered.” His hands settle on my waist. “If anything I’m more pumped up now.“
Before I can say anything else, he leans down and starts kissing my neck. It tickles and feels good at the same time, and I can’t help giggling. I know he’s ex
