Sin | H.S. au
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*Story Contains Mature and Explicit Content*
How can something be bad if it feels so good.
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"This is wrong, Gray...We shouldn't. I'm too dangerous for you.", Harry panted out, planting open-mouthed kisses to my neck while I press my chest against his, my fingers playing with his hair.
"You're my guilty pleasure, Gray. My sin, if you will. I will regret this, but I just can't stop.", he continues, stopping to look me in the eyes, his dark-green ones wild, as if he is almost in pain by his actions.
"Then don't.", I whisper, looking him in the eyes and in the moment those words left my mouth, it is like Harry lost all control.
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It all started with two placed bets and two different people.
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