I turn to face her and she watches my lips as I tell her "Pretty soon, you're gonna want nothing more than for me to fuck you. And when you do ask me," I pause and lean in close, "I'm going to make you beg." For once, she seems genuinely speechless. After a moment, she laughs. "We'll see about that, won't we?" she winks and holds up her glass for a refill. The Weeknd fan fiction. It's a little different. XO [All comments welcome.]

"six inch heels, she walked in the club like nobody's business..." in which the intriguing, yet mysterious, quiet stripper that goes by the name of 'lexi' finds her guardian angel when she meets Abel Tesfaye. weeknd fanfic. (mature themes such as sex, drug use, violence, and rape.) Quick author's note: I've fell off with writing and will probably continue this book in the future, but school consumes majority of my life. This book remains on hold until then. Love y'all!

COMPLETED! ~ "'I'm different than these other girls you're used to. I'm not giving myself up to you." I answer. "Sure you won't, baby." Abel winks. "However I always get want. And I want you." Then, his lips brush with my mine. Without even fully feeling them, I could sense that they were very plump and soft. Tempting. Abel's hands snake to the sides of my curves, and I begin to panic. He's getting too friendly with me. This isn't right, he needs to get off of me! "This is very unprofessional, isn't it Mr. Tesfaye?" Abel straightens his self up off me, and I finally exhale a breath I didn't realize I was holding when the elevator doors open. Despite me resisting, my body was still hot from his touch and I couldn't help fantasize about what could've happened. ~ After working with The Weeknd, Aaliyah Willows will soon learn why you should never mix business with pleasure. Weeknd fanfic.