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Bad Boy Ryder

Bad Boy Ryder

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Thu, Nov 25, 2021
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Romance
"You know people always told me actions speak louder than words so I'm just gonna show you." Smashing my lips against hers I could feel her trying not to give in but soon enough she did. Pulling her bottom lip with my teeth I tried to gain access but she declined my request so being the smartass I am, I slid my hands down her back, past her curved waist and onto her great arse when I grasped it she gasped and I took that as my advantage to slide my tongue into her mouth. "Say my name, beautiful." I said as we took a second to breathe before I tightened my grip on her arse making her moan. "Ryder." She moan, I pulled away with a evil grin on my face she looked at me with a confused face "What's wrong?" She asked still leaning against the wall behind, her breathing started to slow down as she took control over it. "Cheers baby, you just won me 100 bucks." I smiled and walked out of the empty classroom to join my friends who were waiting for me at the door.
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"You good, babe? You kinda seem a bit off today." "How so?" I asked, even though I knew the answer to that question. Damien answered, "Well you haven't been talking much, even when we were driving from the school and to your house, you've avoided eye contact with me, and you seem a bit nervous around me. I know you've been a bit sick last week, but I can't help but feel as if you're hiding something from me." I stared outside of my window as I sighed, "You're right, but I don't know how you'll react. I myself don't know how to react. I haven't told anyone." "About...?" Damien asked as he parked the car in front of a liquor store. I sighed, "Can we talk about this later?" Damien sighed before nodding and getting out the car. He then went into the liquor store and, after about ten minutes, came back with two bags with two bottles in each. He placed the bags in the trunk before getting in the driver's seat and staring at me. "What?" I asked shyly. "Are you pregnant?" Damien asked with a straight face while staring me into my eyes. I blushed, "What? Why would you think-" "Are you pregnant, City?" he asked again, and I looked away. *This story contains mature themes and contents. Read at your own risk*

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