I have to be honest guys, I'm so tired of making aesthetics so I refuse! It's just so exhausting and I can never find exactly what I'm looking for so I give up.
W E L C O M E T O I R I D E S C E N T
Emma Harrington x Jae Serra scorned lovers >>>> lovers
• this story is a sequel to Serenity but you do not have to read Serenity to read her daughter's story. I will however say it's worth giving a chance because characters from the first story will frequently appear in this one! :)
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"This changes nothing," I exhaled. A warm chill ran through the entirety of my body making my blood run cold. My threats were falling on deaf ears, Jae only mumbling in response to my passive objections. His head was buried into the crook of my neck, hands recklessly tugging at the remainder of my clothing. A two thousand dollar dress he'd have to reimburse me for when I finally regained my composure.
"You can go back to telling me how much you hate me in the morning Em. Right now? I don't want to hear anything but you moaning."
I'd regret this in the morning.
"I won't be here by then, this? Never happened." My nails dug into his bicep making him wince. "Careful," he warned adding another finger. He pressed his lips against mine, sweet, bruising kisses that left me completely defenseless.
"Once I'm done with you hate won't even be in your vocabulary."
My stomach knotted as he curled his fingers inside of me, "Tell yourself this never happened all you want. It'll be the only thing you think about Emma and when you come crawling back for more I promise I won't make you beg all night."
I chewed on my bottom lip, my orgasm working its way up my abdomen. "God, I hate you," I was convincing nobody not even myself.
"I know, but I want you to show me."
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• This story is a work of fiction. Names, Characters, businesses, events, or incidents are either a product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead or actual events is purely coincidental.
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• this story will contain mature themes, violence, strong language, violence, alcohol, drugs, organized crime, and sexual themes.
