❝ Life is full of surprises, but never when you need one ❞
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He was clad in a white fluffy robe, matching mine, his hair messy, as if he just woke up. I couldn't help but notice how good he looked with bedhead hair, and in a robe.
The lady was long gone now, the cart now inside my room. I stood at the doorway, glaring at his figure as he smirked at me.
"You don't have to fall for me twice, babe. Once is enough" he said, a boyish grin playing in his lips, lean muscular arms folded as he leaned on the wall opposite mine.
"Who said I was falling for you?" I sneered, narrowing my eyes into slits, and shooting him a look disgust.
"Don't be mad, I know you can't handle my presence without tripping and falling like an idiot" he cooed, a mocking smile on his gremlin looking face (*cough* lies *cough*), eyes glistening.
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After getting expelled from her hometown high school, LakeWood High, Layla Davis's parents sent her away to what would soon become her worst nightmare, NorthView Academy. NorthView is filled to the brim with rich snobs and students who live and breath money. They were the children of the privileged and elite of society. She was convinced she would loathe every second there. But life's unexpected, and Layla's in for the unexpected. Packed with drama, scandals, rumors, fights,lies, and of course, daddy's money, Layla is in for a treat at NorthView High.
✰ pls give it a chance!
I can't help the moan that escapes my mouth at the taste of her tongue against mine, and my hips pulse reflexively up to meet hers. But before I can reach the heat emanating from her core, she grasps my neck in her hand and pushes me away, pressing me into the couch, my breath coming out in pants once I'm disconnected from her.
It takes a few seconds for my dazed eyes to make out the expression on her face, and I notice that, while her lips are swollen with my kisses, her eyebrows are pulled forward in frustration.
"Kai." She lowly whispers my name and pulls the hand that isn't tightly grasping my neck out to caress my cheek. I can't tell whether to bask in her attention or obsess over the fact that I did something wrong.
"Stay still," The right hand clasping my neck tightens to the point where I gasp for breath, but quickly releases soon after. My dick jumps in my briefs at the feeling and I blush, secretly hoping she didn't notice. By the way that her eyes light up and her eyebrows release to a more neutral stance, I can tell that she did. But there's no time to acknowledge that because her next words and actions render me breathless.
"Remember, I am in control." She states, and then pushes her pelvis so that her heated core presses right against my aching cock.
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In which an inexperienced college freshman catches the eye of a sinful Dominatrix who wants to take every ounce of his innocence...
WARNING: This story isn't limited to BDSM. It explores the kink world. And as you may or may not know, kinks go beyond pain/pleasure. If you're brave enough, check it out ;)
*Trigger Warnings are provided in the first chapter*
**The female lead is older by several years - suck it up sweetie, you'll survive**
110,000 - 120,000 Words