I fell in love with the Exchange Student
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Ongoing, First published Jun 09, 2014
"Don't go." André whispered.
"That should be my line right now. I'm the one who's embarrassed. You're not a virgin."
"Do you know how relieved I am to know that?" He said, tightening his arms around me.
"Know what? That I'm a virgin?
He can not be serious. How is that a relief to him? His throat works on a hard swallow and his chest inhales deeply.
"You have no idea how many times I have thought about killing that scumbag. He didn't deserve your body, your kisses, your love. Those were the thoughts running through my head for the last few weeks." He admitted, hiding his face in my hair.
I turn around in his embrace, throw my arms around his neck and jump up into his arms.
"I'm sorry bebé, I didn't mean to get angry with you." He whispered against my lips.
"I know you didn't mean to. It's okay." I said and then I kissed him slowly, slipping my tongue inside his mouth, needing to feel his love for me right now in this kiss. He understood what I wanted, and he gave it to me.
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The Ache Between Us

33 parts Complete Mature

"Tell me what you want." He murmured, his finger trailing up and down my forearm. Goosebumps erupted at his touch and I shivered, my eyes fluttering shut at the trivial touch, and deep down I knew it was ridiculous that he still had any sort of ascendancy over me, but right now I couldn't find a single reason why I hated him and why this was wrong. The only thing that I could think about was him touching me. All I needed was for him to touch me. To give me something, anything, and I was willing to throw my pride away for an orgasm or two. Just this once. "Want you to take the ache away," I whispered carefully, keeping my eyes on him to appraise his reaction.