you will learn that becoming a stripper is the best option in life.

He kept circling and circling his fingers inside me. I couldn't take it. I needed him now. "Jack please", I moan. "Babygirl that's not my name." "Daddy please."

A crazy family with an obsession of having a husband, a upcoming workaholic journalist who talks too fast, and a escort but really a hooker who has no filter but a stunning body. Mix it all together and you know you got the best of both worlds.

Wes: I need you more than ever Wes: I miss you baby Wes: I'm sorry for treating you like shit Wes: You deserve better

I have news for you. Don't get yourself involved with any boys. Preferably boys who are tall and have soft brown hair, wide adorable shoulders and the cutest brown eyes and- okay I'm going on a little too much. But seriously it's a trap. It's a rollercoaster of emotions that you do not want because if you ever do get involved, well good luck Charlie. • • • Preview: "Why do you need to talk to me this close?" I say backing up. "Why? What's wrong?" He teases. "Stop. Don't come any closer", I warn but he doesn't listen. He continues to walk closer to me and I continue to back up. "I-I'll scream." I say lowly and he chuckles. "Somehow I don't find that convincing." He pushes me against my bookcase hooking his fingers in the loop of my jeans. "These are a little low don't you think?" I gulp at our close proximity. His lips were practically hovering over mine and ever inch of my body was reacting in a positive way. "T-This is wrong." "Is it?" He taunts. • • • Love is a trap but so is Noah Centineo...

CURRENTLY IN THE PROCESS OF BEING REWRITTEN!

"You're so lame." Alexander comments as he walks into the kitchen. "Shut up, I don't care." I scoff as I continue to make myself a sandwich. "You know, maybe guys will notice you more once you stop wearing your father's clothes." He teases and at that moment, I turn around to face him and give him a fuming glare. "Leave me alone." I hiss through gritted teeth before storming out of the kitchen, leaving behind my sandwich. ✕❤︎✕❤︎✕❤︎ A 16 year old girl named Courtney is not your average teenager. She buys her clothes from the men's section and only has two friends. But not for long. Her mother gets proposed by a wealthy man and she is forced to live with the school's biggest player. Unfortunately for her, he doesn't know how to mind his own business...unless he's with a girl. 1 girl, 1 boy, 1 marriage, 1 confusing relationship. ✕❤︎✕❤︎✕❤︎ ©2015, Kim Herz

As I wrapped my legs around him, he lifts me up gently and pushes me against the desk, our lips never detaching. I feel a slight bulge deepen into my thigh and I grin. He's already getting hard. I couldn't believe my eyes. I got to finally fuck my stepbrother.

"You know I can make you feel better yet you go to him." "I know", I say weakly. Every inch of my body simply belonged to him, for it craved his touch. He steps closer to me. "Can I kiss you?" He leans in slightly, trapping me into his wraths. I gulp, "No." Our lips collide and I feel myself loving it more than I should.

"It's easy. Boy likes girl. Girl likes boy. Sex." - Caroline Forbes