𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐢𝐚 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬
What happens when two completely different worlds full of sadness, jealousy, love, hate, and temptation meet each other?
𝐌𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐚 is a closed-off girl with a talent for drawing. She's sassy...
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ALEC LIFTED ME FROM THE billiard table with both hands under my ass. He then moved towards the bed, which was in the far corner of our room, while still kissing me.
We didn't break the kiss when he slumped me down onto the bed and moved me up to the pillow where I laid down and pulled him down with me.
I slightly spread my legs open so that he could go in between them and have more room to move. He grabbed my waist and lifted me so that I arched my back to him.
He pulled away from the kiss and stared down at me. ''You're so beautiful,'' he whispered against my lips.
I smiled and pulled him back down to my lips.
He smirked into the kiss and moved his hands down my body where he stopped at the hem of my shirt. He pulled away and looked down to see if I was okay with it. I smiled and nodded.
He slowly rolled my shirt up while letting his finger slide up on my skin, making me shiver under his touch. He took his sweet time rolling my shirt up. He knew I like the feeling of him touching me and he noticed my impatience which made him go slower.
I grabbed his wrist and placed his hand on my covered breast. Staring up at him with a slight smirk while waiting for his next move. He moved closer with his face and pecked my lips. ''You have no idea what I want to do to you right now,'' he whispered against my lips.
I bit my lip in arousal and inched my face closer to his. ''Show me,'' I ordered in excitement.
He didn't waste any more time and smashed his lips on mine and gave my breast a harsh squeeze which made me moan into the kiss.
Letting go of his wrist, I moved my hands down to the hem of his shirt and pulled it up. He got what I wanted to do and quickly let go of me to pull his shirt up and throw it onto the ground and then continue where he left off.
He attacked my neck with kisses and then trailed kisses down my chest to my stomach and then back to my neck. I grabbed his face and pulled him back onto my lips which I then took over and flips us around.
Now I was on top of him.
I took off my shirt and throw it on the ground where his shirt was laying.
He grabbed my hips and pushed me down to his crotch. I smirked when I felt his bulge press against my middle. He sat up, with me still sitting on his lap, and rested his back on the headboard behind him.
