Is it just another cliché? Or is it more mature content?
Let's be honest...it's the latter!
Notable Rankings 3/30/2020
#13 in lonewolf
#42 in boxing
Excerpt:
I was self-aware he could see everything, and his hot breath between my thighs made it hard...
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"Are you eating?"
"Yes, mom," I sighed, using a towel to wring out my wet blonde hair. My mom had called me as soon as I stepped out of the shower, no doubt to ask how exams had been this week, and I wasn't about to ignore her call. It was the first I'd heard from them since the council had taken them into custody.
"Did you find the leftovers?" She pressed and I pulled my black sports bra over my head.
"Of course, ma. Now, how is the trial-," I said tugging on a thong so that my panty line wouldn't appear in the Adidas leggings I had chosen to wear.
"Hold on, first, I want to hear how your finals went!"
It was Friday afternoon, in the realm of lunch hour. I had just finished my last exam a few hours earlier and as a reward, I got to take the rest of the day to myself. I would get to enjoy the following week as a potential adult until Graduation next Friday evening and I was oozing with excitement. Zander had even allowed me to take today off from training as a treat.
"I passed Ma, no worries. Chemistry was touchy but I feel like I passed. History was easy. English was easy. And I finished Pre-Cal today. I'm feeling confident. So don't worry," I told her warmly, grateful I had been exempt from my other two exams.
"How is Zander?"
"He's fine, you horny old bat," I laughed, hopping as I pulled my leggings on and exited the bathroom. "Everyone here is fine. Nothing is wrong. Even Hector and I have been hanging out a little bit more at school these past few days. He's trying to get me to go to this party-,"
"You should go!" My mom gasped. "You never go out, this would be perfect for you!"
"Mother..." I rubbed my forehead tiredly as I ascended the stairs. Hector had even driven me home today, much to Zander's delight.
Poor Zander, my bad mood had only increased lately...
Every night, when I was sure Declan was nearby, I would throw open my window and put on my classic show with no happy ending for me. But he didn't know that. I would scream out praises and sigh contentedly, before rushing to the bathroom to take an ice-cold shower to break my heat flash.
The heat flashes came more often, and they lasted longer. Last night, the shower almost wasn't enough to break the heat and I was worried I had started my heat cycle.
