Hey, this is Megan😛☺😀♎😆😏😋
◆◆◆BOOK 1◆◆◆
The title pretty much explains it 😉❤❤❤😄
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Isaac Lahey
Liam Dunbar
Theo Raeken
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Brett Talbot
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Scott when you tell him that you don't like the way your body looks.
"Ugh, god....., why are they multiplying?" "Why is what multiplying?" Scott asks as he enters the bathroom too. "Nothing..." you say as you cower in shame. "Baby, its not nothing, you look like you're about to cry." He rests his hand on the small of your back, reaching around to look at your face on the verge of tears. He feels his heart break as he sees you so upset, and not knowing what's wrong makes him feel worse. "Sweetheart, what's wrong?" He pleads, pulling you into a hug and kissing your forehead. "It's embarrassing." You cry silently into his chest. "Babygirl, I bet it's not, is it something someone else or myself did?" "No, it's me." "Awe, sweetheart.! What is it, I'll make you feel better if you tell me, I promise." "I'm disssapointed in the way I look." You cry as he starts to pull back in disbelief. "Are you kidding me? Princess you are so unbelievably gorgeous, especially to me.!" "Is there a specific thing you don't like?" "My stretch marks..." you sniffle while pressing yourself back into his chest. He hugs you even tighter than before, wanting nothing more than to make you feel loved and reassured. "On my thighs....stomach.....chest.....and my shoulders." You get out, wanting to just cry yourself to sleep. "Baby, they're one of my favorite things about your body, I think they're so, so adorable." He cups your chin gently forcing you to look at him. "Sweetheart, you know when I'm down there?...." He hints to you, smirking. 'Yes', you nod. "Well... every timeI kiss your thighs, which is a lot....all I'm thinking about is pleasing you and those beautiful marks that frames your gorgeous pussy." He whispers in your ear, biting it gently, while you burst out giggling at the last part of his speech. He positions his hands around your thighs, lifting you off the ground with ease. He walks over to your shared bed setting you down gently, climbing on top of you. He gets down between your thighs and starts pressing light kisses over each mark. You hum slightly, in content and satisfied with his mouth. You look down at him and he lifts his head up smirking up at you, with a devilish idea in mind. "How aboutI show you just how much your body means to me?." He smirks, going back down to finish what he started. That night he deafiniately made you feel loved and extremely reassured.
