" ᴛʀᴏᴜʙʟᴇᴅ ꜱᴏᴜʟ " 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙞𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙖𝙩 𝙥𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙚 , 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙜𝙜𝙡𝙚𝙨 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣, 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙨𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙞𝙨 𝙪𝙣𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙨 𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙚

"𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗐𝗍𝗒, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗇𝖺 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽. 𝗂 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗇𝖺 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽, 𝗍𝗈𝗈. 𝖽𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝗂 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽?" - 𝗍𝗒 𝖽𝗈𝗅𝗅𝖺 $𝗂𝗀𝗇 𝗧𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗸𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁 𝗼𝗻 𝗦𝗽𝗼𝘁𝗶𝗳𝘆: 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗣𝗹𝘂𝗴 - 𝗦𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗯𝘆 𝗫𝘅𝗘𝗹𝗹𝗼𝗞𝗶𝘁𝘁𝘆𝘅𝗫 ⭢ 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗒𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖻𝖾 𝗎𝗉𝖽𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗍𝖾𝗋. 𝖥𝖾𝖻. 𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟤 - 𝖠𝗉𝗋. 𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟤

'All the signs baby every since the day that we laid eyes on each other baby Your the one for me'

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My body was stuck. I wanted to move but I couldn't. He leaned down and our lips crashed together. He made the kiss deeper by adding tongue and picked me up giving my ass a squeeze. Earning a moan from me. He began walking upstairs and went straight to my room throwing me on the bed. "I missed you so fucking much." He said aggressively as he took his clothes off. I started taking mines off as well. He laid over my body kissing me again then breaking it-pressing his forehead to mine looking me in my eyes. I arch my back as he reach down to my soaking pussy and he started stroking my clit. "Always so fucking wet, I fucking love it." He continues to rub his fingers up and down my slit. Sticking a finger inside of me every so often. I moan out against his fingers on my clit. "Fuck this I need to be inside of you." He grunts. A love story about Antonio Russo & Shakayla Janai. Not fully edited! Let me know if I made a mistake somewhere!!! But not to much tho 😚 some of y'all be getting smart in the comments 🙃 I definitely return energy.

*NOT EDITED* "You're mine to kiss," he murmured against my skin, his mouth moving to my neck, pressing soft, slow kisses there. "Mine to love." Roman's lips continued to trace lower, lingering along my cleavage longer than I anticipated. His kisses were slow, deliberate, leaving behind a warmth I couldn't ignore. I felt the pressure of his mouth against my skin, each soft touch making it harder to resist him. His lips pressed against my skin, and I felt him leave a mark, a hickey right at the curve of my breast. My breath hitched as he pulled away slightly to look at the mark he left, his eyes dark with desire. I could see the need in his eyes-the hunger for me, the desperation. "If I ever catch you with another man again, Solana." he said in a low voice, his words practically a warning, "I'll kill him." first story please be kind!! will be smut but not a lot.

After killing her abusive ex in self-defense, Nia Carter, a quiet, emotionally scarred young woman from Atlanta, is sentenced to 7 years in a women's prison. Lost, afraid, and broken, she meets King, a dominant, charismatic stud serving 25 to life for a street murder. King runs the block and has the respect of guards and inmates alike. From the moment King sees Nia, she's drawn to her vulnerability, her beauty, and her silence. She becomes her protector, fighting off threats and making sure nobody touches her. Over time, they form a deep emotional bond that borders on obsession for King - though Nia sees her as a friend, possibly more, in a place where love is survival. When Nia is released early after 5 years, she promises to write. But life moves on. She reinvents herself, gets therapy, becomes a nurse, and even marries a kind man who doesn't know the full truth about her past. Ten years later, King is finally released on parole. She searches for Nia with one purpose: to reclaim what she believes is hers. But when she sees Nia with her husband, the jealousy eats her alive. King makes a deadly choice: she kills the husband in cold blood, thinking she's freeing Nia. Now Nia is caught between the new life she built... and the old protector who never let her go.

"𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒕 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒊𝒏𝒇𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏?" - 𝑱𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒙𝒙