'we only met each other just the other day, but you got me feelin' some type of way.' wednesday plot line. netflix series. xavier thorpe x fem oc! not edited.

"Déjame sentirte al menos una vez en la vida, déjame desnudarte". "Lo haces cada que te place". "No, déjame desnudarte el alma y besarte el corazón, quiero que suspires por mi como yo lo hago por ti. No me importa si me demoro lo que resta de la temporada en conquistarte mientras me asegure que estarás a mi lado esta noche y las que me quedan por vivir". No. 1 #pierregasly 9/11/22

❝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.

❝I'm fine, Archie.❞ ❝No you're not.❞ In which a boy with a secret loves a girl with many. oc x archie andrews cover by @argentsvogue *A WATTPAD FEATURED STORY*

"What are you doing?" I asked. "Doing what I should've done last night" He answered. He grabbed my face gently with his hands and crushed his lips against mine. I gripped the sides of his shirt and kissed him back. He pulled away and smirked. He pulled away completely from me and my arms dropped to my sides. "Daniel come on" Carter called out to him. "Babe?" A girls voice called out. I frowned. "I'll be right down" He yelled back. I looked at the ground. "I'm not a toy" I said to him. "I know you're my best friends little sister" He replied. I shook my head as he left.

Calebs POV I let go of her hands, and let mine go to her waist, making her breath hitch. Taking a step closer, we were almost touching. I looked in her eyes which were wide with surprise. There was only a few inches of space between our lips, "if you don't like me, then why haven't you pulled back?" "I don't like-" I cut her off by pressing my lips to hers. She tensed up, then relax into the kiss, her arms sliding around my sides as she closed the gap between us. ------- What happens when the boy who always teased you growing up, suddenly, well, grew up. And what happens when you find yourself falling for him? Will it's spiral out of control? or can Kira manage to tame the player inside of him? Read to find out ♢ A/N: chapters with this * have been edited

Calum believes that he's got everything a guy could ever wish for: popularity, a band with his best friends, and pretty girls in his high school swooning over him. He always thinks that whatever Calum wants, Calum gets. But of course, nothing stays the same. It all started when a girl named Kristen bumped and crashed into his life and asked him to pretend as her boyfriend for a month. Calum knew it would be nothing but a stupid deal until that stupid little thing started changing every single thing about what he always believes in. He woke up one day realizing three things. One, not everything he believed in is always true. Two, he knew something in his life was missing. And lastly... He's sure as hell that he's not pretending anymore. * Published: September 2013 Completed: March 2014 Status: Major Editing

"You're afraid of temptation." He said pinning me to the wall. "No, I'm not." I snapped at him. Who am I kidding? Yes, I am. He leaned closer nearly brushing his lips against mine. My breath caught in my throat and he grinned. "Your breath and your pulse give you away, Barbie." He said not pulling away. "I think you're scared you'll get hurt and you don't want any commitments. You don't take chances." "I'm a cheerleader...I take chances all the time." I pointed out shifting and accidently brushed my hips against his. This time I heard his breath catch in his throat. Now I smiled. "Who's tempted now?" "I'm always tempted." He whispered in my ear. There was a moment of silence where we just looked in each other's eyes before I whispered to him again. "Tempt me." He leaned forward crushing his lips to mine pulling me closer by my waist as my fingers got caught in his hair. He knows how to tempt people. ** Sage moves to a new town and tries out for the cheerleading team and everything seems to be going fine. Until she meets Aaron the hot bad boy of the school. He challenges her and tempts her into doing things she would never do. She doesn't know if she can trust him or if she likes the way he makes her act. But when her father doesn't approve and he tries to control her will she run to Aaron or stay with her good girl life? This is the story of the bad boy and the cheerleader.

"You'll be fine?" I shrieked. "You just got freaking stabbed! You're letting out more blood than a girl on her period! You are not going to be fine! I have to call the police. No wait, I have to call an ambulance! Oh my God, why didn't I think of that before? Stupid, Genevi-" "Stop talking!" he growled, turning away. I wrung my hands together in panic, trying to calm myself down. "I can take care of this, kitten. Leave me alone. It's just a small wound. Not like I haven't been stabbed before." he muttered the last part. "What?!" "Leave." he growled. I stared at him, unable to close my mouth. I had never seen someone get stabbed before. Heck, I had never seen someone get into a fight before. Ever. The only violence I had experienced was in movies. It was unfortunate for me that I found out how I would react in a danger situation like this. And by react, I mean completely flip the hell out. *LANGUAGE WARNING*

I wasn't different; I was like every other teenage girl at school. I didn't resist the bad boy, the bad-boy didn't resist me. We fell for each other—just like every other bad boy and good girl cliche. But, the thing was, I wasn't necessarily a good girl and he wasn't necessarily a bad boy. We disagreed (and thoroughly) when acknowledging different subjects, that was for sure, but we weren't exactly polar opposites.