FOREVER

Chapter 1: Our Little Secret

A/N: "Forever" is a very fast paced book with smut from the very first chapter itself. It's almost a pwp book that should not be viewed or questioned logically. ((But it also does not mean that it has ZeR0 plot.)) Looking for a slow-burn book with a good deep plot?

Well you've come to the fucking WRONG place.

This book contains a lot of consensual-non-consensual gibberish. So if it's not your cup of tea just kindly LEAVE. I will not tolerate any hate speech and will not hesitate to report all those nasty comments. Good criticism, suggestions, and advices are always welcomed.

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"So when I saw Carol kissing Tyler at Sharon's party last night I finally fucking lost it. Fuck, I still can't believe this! Like I know Carol's a total bitch and throws herself at anything that even slightly resembles a male, but for once you can't put the whole blame on her. 'Cause this is so not the first time I'm catching that motherfucker redhanded cheating with someone else. Anyways I've broken up with that jerk! Now all I need is someone new to heal my poor broken heart. Oh the misery!"

My sister Brooklyn had dramatically ended her one week relationship with yet another douchebag and was at present ranting on about it during breakfast.

She was a 'magnet for trouble' and was often caught up in bad relationships. We were eating breakfast at the dining table but my mind was elsewhere. I was getting distracted by the hand that was slowly making it's way up my thighs.

"Hey Abby, you there? Hello? Damn it! Did you even hear what I was saying? Where's your brain at so early in the morning?" She was mad alright. But what could I possibly do?

The hand kept going up my thighs and now rested just outside my panties. I could think of nothing else but the touch. I felt hot all over and something as simple as breathing suddenly seemed altogether impossible.

"She's asking you a question sweatheart. Answer her for me." Regina breathed in my ear. Yep, this was the devil that had my toes curled and my hands fisted into my skirt.

She's my sister's best friend and sleeps over atleast 4 days a week, so to my parents she was like a fourth child. God if they knew!

I still don't understand how Regi's father is totally okay with it. I get it that he's busy and all, but still, how was he even remotely okay with her sleeping over at ours 4 days a week?

But then again, maybe he thinks it's useless to buckle her in. That seemed to be a pretty good reason 'cause Regi was the greatest example of how 'strong of a magnet' my sister was.

Whenever she was near, my brain would scream trouble for me. Trouble with a capital T. That's what she was.

"Umm... S-sorry Brook, I was just thinking about the school festival that's coming next w-weekk!" I jumped slightly when Regina's hands slid further beneath my plaid miniskirt, tracing slow circles over my panties.

I could feel her long, slender fingers brush over my bud, just a thin piece of clothing separating them from my clit.

I was so not getting aroused from her fingers. This can't be happening. It somehow felt forbidden and unholy.

What if Brook ever catch on to it?

"Whatever. And talking about the school festival, I heard your class was doing the kissing booth this year! Oh my God that's so cool! We should definitely go visit them, Regi. All those hot boys and girls with those kissable lips begging to be kissed. Aaaahhh!!! It's the best way to forget my heartbreak~" She turned around to her best friend with bright glittery eyes.