𝐄𝐧𝐝𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞 - (𝐄𝐧𝐝𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐎𝐧𝐞) ·˚ ༘·

𝐅𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐞 𝐆𝐨𝐝

𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘 𝐒𝐌𝐔𝐓𝐓𝐘 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐅𝐅 𝐔𝐏 𝐍𝐄𝐗𝐓 𝐎𝐌𝐆

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𝐉𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐏𝐨𝐯 :

"Mmm" Taylor moaned "that's so nice". "This is so wrong" I said in-between thrusts. "Who gives a shit" Taylor said in a raspy voice, "The worst thing they can call me is a slut". "You have never cared about them I suppose" I replied huskily.

Somehow, Taylor and I have ended up in this very pleasurable situation of lust.

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𝐓𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐏𝐨𝐯 :

I've decided to try, try and talk to him. I've missed his voice so much, his London accent was so perfect, so dreamy. His dimples, so adorable, and those ocean blue eyes were so enchanting.

I decided to call him, I think he will pick up. maybe we left things which were never meant to be left.

After three rings he answered, "Taylor, is this you?" Joe said confused. "Yes, it is" I replied. I could feel myself tear up. "Taylor, are you alright, this is really out of the blue" he said, he could probably hear the sadness in my voice. "Matty and I have been in a fight, and I just need someone to talk to, someone who knows me all too well, and I just really miss you" I replied. "Taylor, I wont lie to you, but I really miss you too".

He was my home but now I feel homesick. It feels like I went through a route which lead me towards hell disguised as some kind of temporary paradise and I lost my way back home... I lost him. He was my home, maybe he still is but I am unable to get back inside. My heart will always belong to him even when if I don't want to admit it.

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Another party, I always try yo get the best out of them. Tonight I could be as wild as I please, as I know he will be there .

I walk in, the lights are flashing, Rhianna is blasting out the the speakers. Everyone seems to be having a great time, there are people smoking and drinking everything from wine to whiskey.

I can't help but look for him, he promised me he would find me, maybe we could dance together or do the devils work. I go over to the bar and order myself a wine. I get up and I accidently run into Lana, recently she has become a good friend of mine. "Oh hey" She smiles, I can tell she isn't sober and I can smell the lingering scent of cigarette smoke on her. "Hey" I reply, "Let's catch up" I continued. We both sat down at the bar. Since we collaborated we have been texting each other a lot, so it's nice to have a chat.

"I'm not very sober right now, as if you can't tell" she said, a bit tispy, "it's good to get drunk sometimes" I chuckled. "Are you with anyone tonight?" She asked, "Nope, but I'm trying to find-" all of a sudden I heard a voice "...me" finishing my sentence, it was Joe.

"Yeah" I chuckled, "Tay can we talk" he asked, "Well you did promise" I replied getting up. Lana raised an eyebrow in confusion, "I guess rumours are rumours" she chuckled, "It's true" Joe replied getting up "We just need time to sort shit out". "Well have fun" She chuckled and winked at me as if she knew what my dirty mind was currently thinking.

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To find somewhere private, I lead him into the guest bedroom, it even has a lock, even better. "So Tay, what did you want to talk about?" he asked, "I just miss you and your lovely-" I started, "Taylor, you're not going to change anything" Joe spoke. "I know but-" I started to reply. "How much have you had to drink?" He raised an eyebrow. "Four glasses of wine, one with dinner with Matty, two while getting ready, and one here. So I know exactly what I'm doing" I replied and sat down on the bed, Joe joined me. "What about Matty, he'll loose it" Joe pointed out, "well he isn't here, so he must trust me enough not to fuck my ex" I replied. "Taylor, if we do this, it's just you and me" he said firmly, "yeah, just us" I replied.

Without giving it a second thought, I kissed him. We continued kissing. Joe pushed me down onto the mattress, after stopping for a quick breath of air he questioned "are you sure about this?". "Yeah" I replied, he grinned at me showing his little dimples.

We continued kissing each others lips, until we were naked. Joe layed me down again and started kissing my naked body, going lower and lower. Then, we started kissing in-between gasps of air as he put it inside of me.

"Mmm" I moaned "that's so nice". "This is so wrong" Joe said in-between thrusts. "Who gives a shit" I replied in a raspy voice, because I really don't. "The worst thing they can call me is a slut". I'm used to it by now. "You have never cared about them I suppose" Joe said huskily.

That's how, Joe and I ended up in this very pleasurable situation on lust. 

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𝐖𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐀𝐏𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐈𝐒𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐌𝐔𝐓 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑, 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐄𝐗𝐓 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐒 𝐀 𝐁𝐈𝐆 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐒𝐎 𝐖𝐄 𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐈𝐓'𝐋𝐋 𝐁𝐄 𝐎𝐔𝐓