Behind Closed Doors

Behind Closed Doors

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"Your not that bad, Lainey." He told me. I thought he was being sarcastic but when I looked at him, his face was serious. "Duh," I said jokingly to lighten the mood, but he didn't laugh. "Your not that bad either." He brought his hand up to my cheek and rubbed his thumb around. "What are you doing, Jason?" I asked him. "I just- I really wanna do something." "What-" He cut me off by crashing his lips into mine <~><~><~> Lainey is just trying to make it through High school. Ignoring her bullies is apart of her daily routine, but what happens when one of the bullies might not be what they seem? And what happens when an adorable stranger comes to town? Read to find out!
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He fell in love with the girl he had a one-night stand with. When her true nature revealed, he hated himself for loving her and decided never to see her again. However, his fate took an unexpected turn and entangled him in a contract marriage with her, turning the girl he despised into his temporary wife. Will their love-hate relationship lead to a deeper connection, or will it keep them forever bound by the terms of their contract? *** As I spank her, Grace questions in a surprised tone, "What was that?" "That was for leaving your husband alone in the pool," I respond in a teasing tone, seizing her waist and pulling her towards me, stealing her breath. "But, my dear husband, you're pissing me off. Just move away." She tries to break free from my grasp. "Stop moving, Mrs Grey!" "No, I won't listen to you, Mr Grey. You told me you don't want me, so why are you here again?" "I didn't say that I don't want you," I whisper, closing the distance between us, my lips nearing my angry wife's. "It means the same!" She rolls her eyes. "I want you so damn much, okay? And I'm ready to regret it again and again for doing this. Today, I'll show you how much I desire you, my wife." I confess, my fingers playing with her wet hair, and my hand still firmly gripping her waist. "So tell me. Who is stopping you, husband?"

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