Hate's a Strong Word

Hate's a Strong Word

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"Let me go Vance. I'm serious!" I yell. "Are you sure?" He says our lips centimeters apart." I felt his hot breath on my lips. "Ye-Yeah." "You don't sound very sure about that." He says almost in a whisper. Slowly he leans in and I find my self leaning in too. No Amanda no! Our lips brushed and I felt a small spark. What's happening? His hands pulled me even closer than before into a bone crushing embrace. His lips devoured mine without a problem. It was the most demanding kiss I've ever had. Without realizing it, I kissed him back with the same passion he was giving me. I wanted more. I needed more. I pushed my hand up his chest and once again felt that hard chest I fell upon earlier that day. Vance ran his hands through my hair as he kissed down my collarbone. He traced a line in the area where my skin was exposed in the two piece. His touch left me with sensations I never knew I could feel before. I wrapped my hand around his neck and stood on my tippy toes to ensure there was no space between us. He grasped my hips and I felt like I was on cloud nine. Our tongues fought for dominance. As much as I tried to fight he won and took control. He pushed me against the wall once again as I moaned in pain and pleasure. He looked at me lustfully and leaned in again when the door once again opened. It felt like time stopped.
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"I love you" she says and kisses my jaw tenderly. "I love you too baby" I reply stroking her still damp hair. We were sat in a dirty McDonald's car park. We could be sat in a fucking pile of trash and I wouldn't care. Because I would be with her. As long as I'm with her, nothing else matters. -------------------------------------------------------- After all he had known was anger and hatred she was like a breath of fresh air to him. With just one look into her mesmerizing chocolate eyes and one listen to her angelic voice he knew he was ruined. He despised this feeling. He felt helpless. No matter how much he tried to stay away he was drawn to her and he knew he was playing a very dangerous game. Leaving the pain of her past behind her she starts a fresh in a new town with her older brother. Meeting the towns bad boy was not on her agenda but every time she saw him she was intrigued. He was rude and had a terrible attitude, but his eyes didn't show anything but pain which is something she knew all too well. They are complete opposites but have one thing in common. They are both broken, maybe just maybe they could be the cure to each others pain. ⚠️ this story contains mentions of abuse and alcohol so if you are not comfortable with this please do not read my story.

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