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"Good girl" A familiar and sexy tone fills my ears.
I can't see much though, my eyes are focused on the ceiling, the ceiling is familiar but I can't figure out how. Somebody below me plays with my underwear, their silky and sexy. The same man touches my clit slowly, rubbing in circles. I let out a small moan.
"Shhh princess be a good girl." That sentence sent shivers down my spine.
The man thrust two fingers into me making me gasp in shock and pleasure. My walls closing around them, his fingers start stroking inside me.
I try hard not to moan but I can't stop myself it feels so good.
His fingers quickly pull out, letting out a sound of slight sadness. His other hand slams over my mouth and the man looks at me, revealing himself.
MR FUCKING MITCH?!
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I shook awake. Jolting upwards, sitting up staring into the darkness of my room.
Did I just have a fucking fantasy dream about Mr Mitch?!
I hate that dude! Why is my subconscious doing this to me?
I glance at my phone beside me, it was 3:24am. Way too early to process the dream I just had. I slump down into my pillow and lay on my left ear. I close my eyes and pray I can get back to sleep but I can't. About 30 minutes pass and I can't get that dream out my mind! That fucking dream was disgusting. Like okay it was kinda hot but it was my FUCKING TEACHER! It would've been fine with any other person but not Mr Mitch. I eventually get back to sleep, still in shock my subconscious is capable of such gross things.
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RomanceLove is found in an unlikely place for Lara, in a person she feels a deep hatred for. In her English class More info in the info chapter hope you enjoy!! <3
