Tutoring The Bad Boy // Jack Gilinsky

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I pushed him up against the wall, our lips milimetres apart. My breath was heavy as I stared into his dark eyes. I laced my fingers through his thick dark brown hair connecting our lips.

"I never knew a sweet girl like you could be this bad." He chuckled pulling me closer to him.

"I guess I've been currupted by you."

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