His teeth touch Will first, then lips, and finally tongue, laving over the angry red mark. Too soon, Nico relinquishes Will's neck with a slick, wet sound and a gasp of breath.
"Rough enough for you?" Nico said sarcastically.
"I can take more" Wil...
It's been a whole freaking YEAR since I first published this story.
I can't believe it, like, not at all. Time passed faster than 2021 went.
And all the love I and the book have received in this period is beyond my belief. All the 28,440 reads, the 400 votes and 432 comments, they really mean so much to me, I possibly can't process all this love.
And this is a note to ALL of my individual readers -
It's been a long journey, (and I've been asleep and lazy in it most of the time, and I'm sorry for that), a loooooooooong voyage across this ocean that has SO many Solangelo stories, but you chose Bad Boy . You chose this story. You chose this story that's narrated like a little-eight-year-old got a keyboard and started typing whatever came to his mind.
But still, I'm really grateful. I'm very grateful and I don't know how to express it.
However, I have this cute image of our dearly dear Solangelo:
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