Resisting the Bad Boy

Resisting the Bad Boy

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"Don't think," he whispers into my ear. I hesitate. "I-" His lips on mine silence the rest of my words. He sucks on my bottom lip, nibbling it until moving up to the top one. After that, he kisses both. I whimper involuntarily, the sound unfamiliar to my ears. I mean, I've kissed guys before, but goodness this boy can kiss. I've never had it feel like it is now. We both pull back, breathing heavy. He grins at my flustered state, not a cocky smirk, but a...happy one? "Think about it, little dove. I'll see you in class okay," he says, starting the walk back to his car. A few moments later I hear the door shut and an engine start. Holy butterflies...what have I gotten myself into? [FULL EPIGRAPH INSIDE] SUMMARY: Raven has never been the most sough after girl or the most popular, but that doesn't stop bad boy Archer Cross from noticing her...and making it his mission to have her. He's actually wanted her for some time, a fact unknown to everyone around him. Problem is...her adoptive sister is his ex. Always living in her sister's shadow, she doesn't believe him. She wasn't remotely as beautiful as Layla, or so she thought. Always the brunt of fat kid jokes and pranks, she finally decided to turn that around over the summer before senior year. With her new body this school year, everyone has changed opinions and she's positive Archer's just another one of the others who have taken notice now that she's changed. As he pursues her heart, she resists, telling herself she can't believe him-that he's not telling the truth. But does she actually believe that? WARNING: Contains swearing/strong language Started: 1/7/19 Completed:
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My eyes widened as he locked my lips against his gently. Oh Jesus, he stole my first kiss. He kept licking and sucking my lips as if forced me to open my lips. I pushed his chest slowly and it made him wondering. "What's going on, baby?" "I'm afraid that you'll... leave me after then, Tristan." "Who says, baby?" "Nothing." I looked down at my lap. "I'm just afraid because this is my first kiss and you just stole it with no my permit." He let out a soft chuckled, tilting my chin up to look at him. "I stole it because you already stole my heart first. It's worth it, isn't it?" "Did you... try to flirt me?" "I told the truth, sweetheart." He answered solemnly. "If you don't trust me, you can feel that." He instantly kissed me for twice. I could not help but kissed him back. I did not know why suddenly I opened my lips for him. His tongue traveled inside my lips softly, kept sucking and playing with my tongue so gently. Moreover, he kept groaning inside my lips since earlier. I ran my hand through his quiff dark brown hair and maybe his quiff hair was messy already. I overwhelmed with his kissing. He was so unstoppable for kissing me. I kept holding my moaned as could as possible because I was shy if my moaned was so annoyed for him. Slowly, his kissing was getting deeper as if he wanted to eat the whole my lips. And I guessed his love was changed to be desire already. "Tristan." I pushed him on the chest softly. "You're too... quick. I can't kiss you quickly yet." "I'm sorry, baby." He chuckled. "I forgot that I'm your first kiss." "If you're my first kiss... How about me?" I asked cautiously. "Am I your... second kiss? Third?" He smiled. "You're my last."

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