Camila/You Bad Romance

Camila/You Bad Romance

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"I'm Done. We're done," Camila said as she moved my hand from above her shoulder, grabbed her purse, and phone. She then opened the door and stopped to look at me, I confusely looked at the wall trying to take in what I just done "y/n you promised, you hurted me, and you need help" she then told me with her breath quaking. I gave her once glance and saw tears coming down her cheek and in that moment Camila walked out the door, I finally looked back at the wall and noticed my other hand was still on it. I then turned my back against the wall and slid down to the floor. "I'm Sorry" I whispered barely getting the words out. Y/n G!p Smut Trigger warnings later throughout the story
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August & Colin | WRU series | book 1 We take risks. We make mistakes. We lie. We love. We hurt. We lose total control. I took a risk. I paid the price. I made a mistake. I felt the guilt. I lied. I lie. I loved. I try not to. I hurt. I still do. I lost control. I'm losing again. I try to stick to my plan, I try to follow my rules, I try to silence my heart, I try to keep control of the domino stones that represent my life. But one domino fell and the rest just followed. *** "We shouldn't do this," he whispers against my lips. I should applaud him for having the strength to act on that thought because I haven't been able to. At one point I wanted to, but his touches made the impulse to stop vanish. Now, the only thing I want to act on is the longing inside my chest as I think about demolishing the space between us. "Do you want to stop?" I can feel his frown against my forehead. He nudges my nose before placing a featherlight kiss on my mouth. His hands slide over my jawline, his thumbs slowly caressing my cheeks. He gives me another kiss. Slow and deliberately, as if he's still debating the answer to my question as he slicks his tongue over mine. He softly sucks on my bottom lip, dragging it with him when he pulls away. "I can't," he confesses before he presses his lips back on mine. *** All Rights Reserved (Do not copy this story, thank you :))

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