Prologue

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I closed my eyes, moaning at the imagination of that FMC being me

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I closed my eyes, moaning at the imagination of that FMC being me. I have been laying in bed and reading this book all day and it was so damn hot. The way she was fucked and punished...in some sick way, I've wanted to feel that punishment. Being a goodie has worked well my entire life but a part of me craved a little pain. I kept my book aside and pulled out my vibrator from the nightstand. My pussy already clenching with the anticipation, that scene had left me so turned on. God! I just wanted to get fucked right now. Not that gentle safe sex but a proper fucking. That's what I needed. I took off my hoodie leaving me only in my white cotton panties. Grabbing my breasts, I slowly circled my nipples teasing myself. I pulled them hard until they ached. I wiggled my legs and could feel the wetness dripping into my panties. Breathy moans left my mouth. Slowly I drifted my hands down, feeling every moment of it. Fuck! I can't take it anymore. My mind was playing all the things MMC did to her. I pulled down my panties and swiped a finger between my lips. I moaned at the pleasure of it. Fingers swirled in my wetness around my labia and then circled around my clit. Having enough, I pushed one finger inside. Yes, yes it felt so good. I sighed and moaned with relief. I pushed another finger in. My eyes closed with the pleasure of it. I fucked myself with my fingers, other hand bringing up the vibe to clit; starting from slow and then on high speed.

"Ohh...fuck yess", I breathed.

Oh god! The vibe on my swollen bud combined with fucking...I moved my fingers faster. I bit my lips from screaming. I imagined being tied up like the FMC. BDSM is one of the kinks I've wanted to explore thoroughly. I liked the idea of punishment and rewards. I imagined getting spanked so hard. At that, my back arched, and legs ramrod straight as I came moaning loudly. My heart was beating so fast as if I'd been running. Panting, I opened my eyes and rested my body removing my fingers and vibe.

"Well, that was quite a welcome show."

A hoarse voice, I heard as I immediately twisted my neck towards the source and screamed. 

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Aiden was a grade-A asshole. In a matter of two months - just two fucking months, he had done everything to tease me just to see me all riled up. It was humiliating and infuriating the way he would just laugh at me at the end.
I hated him. I hated how he could show no emotions other than ease, always remaining in control. I hated how he would always act like he couldn't care more. I couldn't lose to him. We have had this sort of relationship since elementary school. He was my academic rival and now here we were stuck together being roommates for another five years for college. Academics!
Though I won't lie about that he made me better. Having a constant competition had always pushed me to do more, just better. Worse was that I was attracted to him.
I remembered when I'd kissed him in high school. Just that once. It was at his friend's party at the end of our finals. We were both so drunk and we fucking kissed. The next day we went back to being just rivals. Even drunk, I remember how he tasted. God! I wanted more, more of him. And him being so fucking hot didn't help. His sharp jawline, especially with his clean shave, and lips that looked too soft for his features. And oh those holy mother of abs! He was beautiful with his olive green eyes and his dark hair that looked so smooth and silky; I wanted to run my hands through them. He had dimples when he would smile, so pretty smile.
 And his huge dick...I've seen the outline of it since he always slept in his boxers, probably just to tease me the way I did. I would wear just my hoodie with no pants or my silk camisole to sleep in or tank tops always with shorts whenever he was there because I knew it made him want to give in. And it was new to him as I never wore dresses or skirts or anything else other than a hoodie and jeans outside of the room.
I often wondered if he remembered that night. I can never forget the look in his eyes like he wanted to consume me. God, I hated how drool-worthy he was!! I hated it when he called me blueberry. I hated the way he looked at me as if I was the only one he ever saw. I have seen it in his eyes. His plans to sin. And I used that to my advantage. Even though I hated him, I loved our banter. I hated the way I missed him. I think I just loved to hate him. I heard him one night, jerking off in the shower. If only it hadn't made me want him more...

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Author's Note:

Okay so i'm finally uploading this!!
Eda and Aiden will have their own book - ACCIDENTAL LOVE soon. This is prequel to that though it is not required to read it before the main book if you're not into detailed smut. 

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