You're mine ///Patrick Hockstetter

You're mine ///Patrick Hockstetter

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as soon as you stepped through the doors of the school everyone's eyes were on you, at least it felt like they were. Eyes were looking you up and down checking you out while others looked in disgust or confusing. But I didn't want anyone's eyes on me, I just wanted to disappear. Forcing my head down I kept walking praying for this to be over soon, but what I didn't know was the attention would be on me for weeks, people would stare at me until they decided to move on with their lives. But it wasn't over, those 4 boys still would stare at you as you walk by, looking you up and down like you were their prey. ___________________________________________ ➖ I'm currently writing this book but for now all the chapters are unedited so I'm sorry if there as some spelling/punctuation mistakes ➖
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|WATTPAD ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18+| "You're leaving?" Mr. Daughtler asks, seeming disappointed. "Yeah...it's getting late" I say. Just as I open the door, Mr. Daughtler uses his hand to push it close. I turn around, looking deep into his eyes, Our faces close together, I stare into his eyes and swallow hard; nervous about what is about to come. "Please don't leave" He begs "...what are you doing?" I ask, he slowly rests his hand on my cheek. "You're one of my favorite students...you know that right?" Mr. Daughtler whispers I'm completely speechless at first. "Um..." I say, watching him lean in for a kiss. However, I immediately turn my head "We probably shouldn't-" "But you want to...?" Mr. Daughtler tells me. I say nothing, we both know the answer to that. Mr. Daughtler slowly unbuttons his shirt; as it drops to the floor, I stare at his six-pack, rock-hard abs. "Tempting, isn't it?" He whispers, staring down at me. Mr. Daughtler moves my hands, slowly placing them on his abs. "You can't resist," He says. I gulp, knowing that what we are doing is wrong. However, how can I say no to that body? He leans in, whispering in my ear "How long would it take you to moan my name?"

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