New Girl

New Girl

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MATURE (18+) My back touched the painting with force and I felt my breath catch in my chest. His hands gripped my waist tightly and his blue eyes looked at me intently. "Let's stop this game," he said in a hoarse voice near my ear. "What game, Mr. MacConnell?" I said softly and in a steady voice. His hand hit the painting and I heard the canvas being torn. "Damn May!" He cursed and looked at the painting in panic, and that's where I couldn't stand it anymore, I grabbed his face with trembling hands and kissed him hard. ***** When you living your life with the standards of someone else wishes, soon you will break your chains and live as you wise. May was a quiet girl back to her home town until she becomes a university student and her life got weird turns. She changed many roles in people lives. Good friend, hidden crush, professors lover, girlfriend and a new girl. All rights reserved, do not copy this story or translate.
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'You see this hair? You can't imagine how many times I've imagined it wrapped in my fists while I fuck your tight, sweet pussy,' he stated, his voice deep and inviting. And gosh, if words could fuck, I'd have an orgasm right now. My breath hitched, and I could feel my chest rising up and down. God, so he thinks of fucking me too? My cheeks reddened as I imagined him pounding into me. 'Do you want me to fuck you, hm?' he asked, his hands twirling my hair, then moving to the curve of my ass. ──── ୨୧ ──── He watches her like a sinner craving salvation- but there's nothing innocent about what he wants. Niccolò Romano isn't her brother. Not by blood. Not by law. But sharing a house with your childhood best friend turned cold, silent, six-foot-something heartthrob? That's dangerous. Lenora walks around in tiny shorts and soft tank tops, driving him crazy-and maybe she knows. Maybe she wants him to snap. And when he does, it's not sweet. It's intense. Possessive. Obsessive. He shows up in her room at midnight, voice low, jaw tight, telling her no one gets to touch her, look at her, or even think about her. Because she's his. And he doesn't care who finds out-parents, campus, or the entire world. Off-limits? Too late. Forbidden? Way past that. Once Niccolò lays his hands on her, there's no undoing it. No hiding it. No going back. She was never his to want- but now that he's had a taste, He'll ruin everything just to keep her. Living under the same roof, Lenora must decide if she can resist Niccolò's pull-or surrender to the past and passion that bind them. 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐑/𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐄 : ❥ mature/sexual themes/smut ❥ alcohol references ❥ language ❥ mild violence ❥ obsession ❥ tension started- May 1st , Finished June 11th Copyright all rights reserved

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