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he placed his hands 
on my mind 
before reaching 
for my waist 

my hips 
or my lips
he didn't call me 
beautiful first 
he called me 
the bird

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They Meet
Tue, Mar 6, 2018

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They Meet
Tue, Mar 6, 2018

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❗️Mature❗️ The weight of his fingers inside the wet mess in my core made me lose control, I didn't even know my body could do things like that. He went faster, and faster and faster. Until I was practically moaning his name, and the look in his eyes told me he'd liked it. Just as I was close to release, he removed his fingers, and I let out a groan. His hands was still around my neck as he leaned forward, for a minute I thought he was going to kiss me, but that idea was carried away with the wind, instead he came closer to my ear and whispered. "Trouble makers aren't allowed to get pleasure." Then he let go... ~~~ 𝓐𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓪 was a daddy's girl, getting whatever she wants whenever she wants, but after her parents died in a house fire she decided to leave her spoil behavior behind her. Until the day she met Nicolas.

"Don't move" I grabbed on to the sheets as he came closer to me. He pushed me against the bed. "You're much better when you're under me" I looked up at him. "S...Stop" "Why when we can have so much fun" He moved my hair behind my ear. His fingers trailed down my lips. He brought his lips to my neck and began kissing me. His hand slid inside my shorts. he pulled them down. He pulled away from my neck and whispered in my ear, while his hand held on to the strap of my underwear. "Next time you want to show some attitude remember this...

"You care about only yourself and no one else!" I screamed the cold air piercing my lungs. "That's a lie" he mumbled his body tensing "Name one person you care for other then yourself" I challenged. My question was answered by the crash of his lips against mine. The worst part was something inside told me it was genuine.

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"Get off of me!" I said to the tall man stood next to me. " Sir what should we do with her?" Suddenly a tall figure towered over me I wouldn't admit it but If I wasn't being held against my will in the middle of the street I would of found him attractive. "Get her in the car she's coming home with us" What!? No this isn't happening before I could think i elbowed the man stood holding my arm in the nose earning a groan of pain. While he was "distracted" I ran forward slapping the boss I assume across the face. "You shouldn't have done that" the boss said and I instantly blacked out. Although before I blacked out I heard a distant "your mine now princess" Oh no.

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"I waited ages just so I could meet you again." 𖤓☽ ˚｡𖦹 ⋆｡°✩ Hands gripped my hips, and I was tugged back against a solid chest. His arm came around my waist, and his palm landed on my hip. In one swift motion, he had me secured against him. Every inch of my skin that was flushed against him heated. Even through the thin fabric of my dress and his blazer. Turning my head to look up at his face, I didn't care that my lips had parted and that my eyes probably looked hazy and a little clouded. Keeping our gazes locked, my arms lifted of their own accord, my hands linking behind his neck. Without really knowing how, my hips started moving. And we were dancing. The memory of us dancing when we were children crossed my mind. How ironic it was that we'd found ourselves in the same situation after twenty years and now that we seemed like completely different people.

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"yo, guh siddung" he said as I rolled my eyes, him really feel mah guh listen to him " Weh yah guh do beat mi" I said as he walked over to me putting his hand around my neck slightly squeezing it " Weh mi seh?'

"Don't touch me" He said through gritted teeth, "I don't know what I'll do if you touch me" My heart dropped. "I don't want to see you like this" I frowned and hesitantly tried to touch his shoulder, but he grabbed my hand tightly but gently. "Fuck it" He murmured as he held my jaw and pressed his lips on mine. (The guy is 22 and the girl is 17 a few months away from 18. If you're bothered by that please don't read it.)

The Outcast (Previously Known As The Unwanted) by Mercyjim

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❗️Mature❗️ The weight of his fingers inside the wet mess in my core made me lose control, I didn't even know my body could do things like that. He went faster, and faster and faster. Until I was practically moaning his name, and the look in his eyes told me he'd liked it. Just as I was close to release, he removed his fingers, and I let out a groan. His hands was still around my neck as he leaned forward, for a minute I thought he was going to kiss me, but that idea was carried away with the wind, instead he came closer to my ear and whispered. "Trouble makers aren't allowed to get pleasure." Then he let go... ~~~ 𝓐𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓪 was a daddy's girl, getting whatever she wants whenever she wants, but after her parents died in a house fire she decided to leave her spoil behavior behind her. Until the day she met Nicolas.

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