[ Jesse is absolutely no match for Jessica's strength. The force with which he's yanked forward is startling, and his heart leaps into his throat as he immediately tilts his head to let her crush their mouths together. It's a rough, aggressive, biting kiss, filled with the taste of alcohol fumes, cigarette smoke and desperate loneliness. Jesse's mouth parts wide against Jessica's, hot breath, probing and duelling tongue, his hand still gripping the steering wheel, even tighter now. He buries all his aching passion and grief for who Jessica reminds him of underneath how snarling and obediently ruthless the kiss is. Then he's forcefully breaking away from her mouth with a heavy breath, and he says in a low, scratchy voice: ]
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