His face immediately lit up. He lifted me in his arms and spun me around like a little princess. It was cute, but my focus wasn't on his grand gesture. The best part was that he had taken the bait. A laugh bubbled up from my chest at the sheer ridiculousness of the moment. "So what now?" he asked, a wide grin on his face. I froze. What had I just done? It was an impulse, a moment where he had affected me so much I lost control. The terrifying truth hit me: he had a strong impact on me. I didn't want him to think I had accepted his confession or that I had real feelings for him. Attraction? Yes, maybe. But feelings? Absolutely not. My mind was set on one thing: getting free from my father and forging my own legacy. I had no time for distractions. But as I looked at him, he felt less like a distraction and more like a magnetic force, pulling me closer. "That was a mistake," I began, my voice tight, looking down, trying to avoid his gaze. "I was just..." "It's okay, I understand," he replied, releasing me from his embrace before I could finish. My stomach dropped. I saw the disappointment and sadness in his eyes, and for the first time in my life, I felt truly bad. He had helped me with everything, and my only repayment was to give him false hope and break his heart. I was about to do something I never thought I would do, something that would surely lead to chaos, but I decided to do it anyway. "Come here." I pulled him back in for another kiss. I needed to sell the lie, to make him believe it was real. I know using him is cruel but he would eventually see the monster I was and break up with me. It was the only way for him to get over me quickly.

❝Read me your favorite pieces of poetry while I please you❞ I feel his hardness grow underneath me and watch as his chest begins to rise and fall. His lips part open with heavy breaths. I begin to unbutton his shirt slowly, kissing down his neck almost in the worse and possible - teasing way. The cross necklace lying there, his holiness slipping away inch by inch as I leave my sins along his untainted skin. "P-Please" The deep vibration I feel against my lips as they stay on his pulse. I smile and lift my head, with one slow grind of my hips. Alessio let's a hot moan fall from lips. His erection grows harder, as well as the pulse of my clit. My pussy directly above him. "Read to me Alessio" - Honey Rose is a eighteen year old nymphomaniac sin, her desire for sexual pleasure and the way words slipped off her tongue easily without regret, get her sent to Hartford Academy. Where studies and religion are the only things allowed to be spoken in the halls. In which a nymph corrupts the innocence of her Dean's Son. Cover by : RoseEmiliaSnape Highest Rankings - #1 in badgirlgoodboy. #1 in nymph. #1 in unholy. #1 in tension. #1 in naughty. #1 in boarding-school. #2 in forbidden. #2 in tutor. #5 in seduction. #6 in unholy. #7 in lust. #10 in innocent. #11 in temptation.