Unexpected (StudXFem)
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Last published Sat, May 6, 2023
(NOT FINISHED) Once the blindfold and gag are on, I hear Her walking around the room. The bed then dips at my feet. I gulp softly and jump at the feeling of her hands brushing along my thighs slowly, she's teasing me. "You want this, don't you?" She chuckles. I nod my head. "It's been a while, you're so wet for me." She mumbles, her breath is so close to my heat now. I moan into the gag as her tongue slides along my slit. I squeeze the silk restraints as her finger slides into my entrance. I feel the utter bliss taking over my body, so many months of not having this pleasure is really taking toll on me. The finger sliding out of me makes me whimper. "Patience." She whispers in my ear. I can hear a drawer opening then closing again.
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She wasn't supposed to be in his life. He wasn't supposed to care. But fate doesn't ask permission. Hiding from a dark past that nearly destroyed her, she ends up in the most unexpected place living secretly in the bedroom of a stranger, hidden from his family, her name erased from the world outside. He gives her shelter without questions, and in return, she stays invisible. What begins as a quiet coexistence grows into something unspoken. But the closer they get, the more fragile the lie becomes. She's hiding in his room. He's hiding his feelings. And outside their stolen peace, the storm is closing in. Just when she begins to believe in safety, the truth catches up and nothing is what it seems. Now, with love blooming in the shadows and danger pressing at the door, she must make an impossible choice: run before he gets hurt, or stay and risk losing him forever. Twisted pasts. Buried truths. And a decision that could shatter them both. This is not just a story about falling in love. It's about surviving it. _________ A twisted smile spread across his face as he leaned in closer, his hot, alcohol-laced breath over her. He pressed his nose to her neck, inhaling deeply before pulling back slightly to growl in her ear, "You can't run away anymore." he slurred, his voice a sinister whisper. His eyes bore into hers with a mix of anger and possessiveness that made her blood run cold. Her mind raced, desperately trying to think of a way to escape. "Let me go!" she cried, her voice trembling. She tried to pull away, but he only tightened his grip, his other hand moving to her waist to hold her closer. "You're mine," he growled, his lips curling into a cruel smile. "And no one gets to take what's mine, not even your bastard lover".
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