I grabbed his hair and ran my hand down the front of his shirt and then up the back of it. He pulled away for just a second and smiled at me. He gently pushed me down on to his bed and then started to kiss me again. His hand started to slowly run up my side. It slid up my shirt and cupped my breast gently and releasing. My hands slid up the back of his shirt and slowly I ran my nails lightly down his back and he moaned into my mouth. I moaned right back as his fingers lightly brushed against my nipple. Oh god, I thought to myself, I want him so badly. He started kissing down my neck and bit me lightly. I whimpered in delight and whispered, “Bite me harder, please.” He lightly laughed his warm breath against my skin and I shivered. He kissed me once more before biting me again, first lightly and then harder. I whimpered again, running my nails up his back lightly again. He hissed in pleasure and then I started to kiss his neck. I lightly bit him and he sucked in his breath. I bit him. "Where is it?" Suzie sounded near to panic."What?" Jack replied, still trying to focus on her."The mask. Where is it?"Jack came fully awake. "What? It was on..." his voice trailed off as he realised that Suzie's bedside table was empty. Glancing around the rest of the room from his position on the floor, he noticed the wreck it was in. "What happened?" First of all, who are you, and why are you in my body?" asked Suzie snappily."My names Jack, I live..." I know where you live. Now why are you in my body?" Suzie asked again."Oh, err...well...the mask, you see" How did you know about the mask?" I saw you use it." Jack replied."What! You were spying on me! You little... little Peeping Tom!" What happened in here?" said Jack who had now sat up."Well it appears as if you fucked yourself into a stupor, and while you were asleep, someone broke in." Oh dear. They must have taken the mask." Dead right. Looks like you're stuck being me until we find it." Suzie stated."But my family..." Aren't.
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