A night of drinking. A one night stand. An agreement. All things which two sworn enemies should never do together, and yet neither can get enough. ** Alexander and Kelsie have been at war since they were kids. They'd never gotten along, and the thought of being intimate with the other was sickening. But one night that ends in a hookup proves to change everything as the pair now find themselves sneaking into broom closets and spending nights in each other's beds. There's only one catch to their newfound agreement - not to fall in love. From their lack of positive feelings, it seemed pretty easy. And yet, the more they touch, the more impossible it seems.

" It doesn't matter how I feel Dax, being with you isn't proper" I stated whispering lowly as I stared into his eyes. There's only one thing I see, Lust. I can't deny the fact that a part of me wants him. A small part of my heart still beats for him. "But you can't deny the fact that all you're thinking of right now is me bending you over that couch" he Whispered lightly, my eyes flicking over to the black leather couch at the corner of the office. " Fucking you senseless until you drop your attitude. " I can feel his breath fanning against my nape, and a sane part of me wants me to push him off me. Its already crazy enough I'm in a not so glorious position with my brother's best friend, especially in my boyfriend's office. His deep sultry voice sending shivers down my spine. A gasp leaves my lips as he pulls me even closer to him, our body squeezing further into each other. "Dax, I dont want to do anything that'll break Theo's heart" I sigh as I try to wiggle myself off his strong arms. I'll never forgive myself if I end up hurting Theo, he's already done so much for me. Fuck it. I shouldn't even have sexual thoughts for my brother's best friend in the first place. But its not my fault he looks like something brought out of a painting. This man just does things to my body that I can't explain. *** ___________________*** Daniella started liking her brother's best friend since she was quite young. Every little thing he said to her gave her butterflies. How on earth will she get rid of these wrong feelings?

Jemma Song is Little Miss Priss. Nate Stanford is Mr. Player. She doesn't drink, party, fight, smoke, do drugs or sleep around. He does, and when these two first meet, Jemma wants nothing to do with Nate. But when her older brother, Emmett, throws a party, she's made to play the game 7 Minutes in Heaven. And guess who she ends up in the closet with? Nate. Jemma's life will be turned upside down and will be thrown into so much more drama than she's prepared for. Yet the question still remains: How can just one simple game affect the relationship between Jemma and Nate? *NOTE: I wrote this when I was in MIDDLE SCHOOL. So a lot of my values on relationships now as a college student are quite different. Therefore, there are some aspects that I don't agree with. Keep in mind, again, that this is for ENTERTAINMENT, and therefore does not truly reflect on me as a person.

"Why'd you stop?" I asked him. He didn't answer, just walked us over to my bed and set me down. "Jace..?" He kissed me hard and walked out, closing the door behind him. My name is Alexis Williams, but I like to go by Lexi. I recently signed up for a summer program with my best friend, Hayley Jacobson, where we get to live on our own for an entire summer in condos paired up with other students from different schools. It sounds exciting, right? Well leave it to me to be paired up with two guys, one of which my best friend starts to fall head over heels for, the other, well let's just say he's something. Jace Reyna and Kyler Archuleta, two boys from Valley High School living with us for an entire summer. Some ask "could we handle it, being guys and girls under one roof after all?" I say, "bring on the fun."

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I can't help the moan that escapes my mouth at the taste of her tongue against mine, and my hips pulse reflexively up to meet hers. But before I can reach the heat emanating from her core, she grasps my neck in her hand and pushes me away, pressing me into the couch, my breath coming out in pants once I'm disconnected from her. It takes a few seconds for my dazed eyes to make out the expression on her face, and I notice that, while her lips are swollen with my kisses, her eyebrows are pulled forward in frustration. "Kai." She lowly whispers my name and pulls the hand that isn't tightly grasping my neck out to caress my cheek. I can't tell whether to bask in her attention or obsess over the fact that I did something wrong. "Stay still," The right hand clasping my neck tightens to the point where I gasp for breath, but quickly releases soon after. My dick jumps in my briefs at the feeling and I blush, secretly hoping she didn't notice. By the way that her eyes light up and her eyebrows release to a more neutral stance, I can tell that she did. But there's no time to acknowledge that because her next words and actions render me breathless. "Remember, I am in control." She states, and then pushes her pelvis so that her heated core presses right against my aching cock. *** In which an inexperienced college freshman catches the eye of a sinful Dominatrix who wants to take every ounce of his innocence... WARNING: This story isn't limited to BDSM. It explores the kink world. And as you may or may not know, kinks go beyond pain/pleasure. If you're brave enough, check it out ;) *Trigger Warnings are provided in the first chapter* **The female lead is older by several years - suck it up sweetie, you'll survive** 110,000 - 120,000 Words