The Coffee Spill

The Coffee Spill

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"Wow...." But I was caught short as Jordan slammed my hips to the wall " what are y-y-yo-you do-doing?" I asked.I was terrified even though I loved the move he made on me. "Keep quiet Eliza... Shush" He said as he traced my hips with his hand.I moaned involuntarily. He exhaled against my right ear. He ran his hand through my hair and exhaled again. Tracing my jaw with his lips, I moaned again.Lifting me sharply and placing me on the kitchen's table, he closed the gap between our lips..... My name is Elizabeth Williams and I'm 21 years old. I have 2 brothers and one sister. My sister and brother is married but my other brother is still in highschool at least that is what I can remember... You see, I was involved in an accident that led to my loss of memory.............and now this boy here seems to be part of my love life in the past......... This is a story of an adventurous girl who somehow got involved in an accident due to an old business.... Now she doesn't remember much but how will she get her lost memories about the love of her life and what will she DO WHEN SHE REALIZES HER FRIEND IS A FOE AND HER FOE IS HER FRIEND? This story is at your risk(still needs to be strongly edited)
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'Please don't do this to me.. I'm not your mate, your going to mark me ..please..' I began begging him, trying to appeal to his good side. Crying harder. Ignoring me. He carried on kissing down my neck where the cut was. The sparks followed his lips. He licked the spot, healing it. He carried on kissing until he reached the spot where my mark was meant to be. 'I'm your mate .. don't forget.. whenever you look in the mirror.. you will see my mark and remember who you belong to' he whispered against my neck. I struggled more and began begging him. 'Carter Please' I screamed. Ranks: -Wanted 2 - thank you Unedited. Pretty please don't nick my story or anything like that. UNDER MAJOR REORDERING AND ADDING. Disclaimer I don't own any images in this book. Updates are every two day -Hopefully 😐

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