Dealing with the Delinquent

Dealing with the Delinquent

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WpMetadataReadMatureComplete Tue, Sep 8, 20205h 10m
He doesn't stop and continues to kiss all over my neck. Without warning, he starts to suck on a spot on my neck. I don't do nothing but close my eyes and grip on to his arm. What is he doing and why does it feel good? I don't want him to stop but at the same time I don't know what he's doing. After a while he stops and licks the spot he just sucked on."Mine forever" --------------------------------- Diem Sallow. Seventeen year old loner. Keeps to her self and focuses on school while trying to keep her dad alive. Has a whole life's worth of pain that she mask to not a be a burden to others. One strawberry smoothie accident and a school spirit shirt causes Diem to bump into the delinquent of the school who is the gang leader of the city. The simple words "You're mine" is what changed Diem forever This story is fast paced in the beginning so just bare with it :) Highest Rankings #1 in delinquent #1 in clingy #1 in wmbw #1 in badboy #1 in bad #1 in dead #2 in gangleader #22 in romance and love
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"You're just too much fun to mess with," he jokes, his smile transforming into a glowing smirk. My cheeks heat, but this time with anger. My tolerance has worn completely thin. "Would you let me go?" I ask spitefully. I feel like a broken record. He pushes off of the desk and takes a step back. Before I even realize what I'm doing, I slap him square across the cheek. Shock is plastered on his face, and I'm sure it is on mine too. I stand there in awe of what I just did. It was so sudden I'm not even sure I decided to do it but rather my indignation controlling me. Steadily, Damon's face morphs from shocked to entertained. I immediately regret my action, but I'm not completely stupid; I race for the door like there's no tomorrow. "You'll regret that!" I hear Damon yell as I'm running away. ~Sugar, spice, and everything nice~ A story about drama, sarcasm, love, and twists, with a little bad boy guilty pleasure mixed in between.

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