C H A P T E R S E V E N

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Definitely listen to the song if you want. I think it adds some spice to the scenes. You won't be disappointed I promise.

Songs are "Desire" by Meg Myers (Hucci Remix) slowed and reverb version.

-Nebula<3

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Perspective of: Daya

Mature Content

My heart skips a beat in shock. Why is he being so straight forward? And did he just call me a slut? Why do I like it?

"Who's a slut?" I uttered out trying to get back my train of thought.

"I mean, isn't that what you told me?" He said scooting closer to me and grabbing my inner thigh.

Butterflies began to form in my stomach as I felt his cool touch once again.

"What? Am I making you nervous?" He grinned, moving his hand back onto my panty line.

He slowly begins to rub me over the thin fabric. I let out a quick gasp not expecting him to actually do anything. I awkwardly look around making sure no one was watching, him slowly putting my panties to the side.

His hands then began to rub my clit. Biting my lip as he circled my clit faster, making me moan louder. My hand quickly covered my mouth trying not to bring any attention to the area. He then slipped his finger into me, gradually increasing his pace.

"Hold on, I'll get in." I moved his hand, taking one last look around, entering the car, then closing the door behind me.

There he sat, a devil smirk and those same sparkling eyes. As I stare at him, the more I craved for him. I wanted that night at the party to happen again.

But why? Did I like him? Did he like me? No way. That's impossible.

"Fuck it." He mumbled under my breath and suddenly slammed his lips on mine.

I completely forget what I was thinking, kissing him back instantly. His arm wrapped around my waist supporting me as he hovered on top of me. His other hand cupped my cheek while his thumb caressed the side of it. My hands ran through his hair, pulling him in, making the kiss deeper.

My hands leave his hair and make their way to his chest. I gradually begin to unbutton his shirt, never breaking the kiss. With the hand he had on my cheek, he slips off the jacket I wore and unties the cross wrap of my dress, causing the material to fall and expose my breast.

We finally break the kiss, giving him time to take off his pants, shoes and boxers and allowing me to completely take off my dress and shoes.

Before I could take off my panties, he pressed his lips back onto mine, putting himself on top of me once again. I let out small moans as he began to kiss me from my neck to my breast.

With me now laying on the seat, legs spread open, he slowly began to take off my thong. He release a small chuckle and says in a sexy tone,

"What were you going to do wearing these?"

Before I could answer, he balls it up and stuffs it in my mouth.

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