Illicit Attractions
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"Zane!" I squealed when he picked me up after I got my bottle, heading upstairs. Dropping me on the bed, he leaned in, kissing me tenderly.
I let the bottle go on the bed, reaching up to plant my hands on his face. Zane was leaning forward, palms on either side of my thighs. A sigh escaped my mouth when it opened and he brushed his tongue alone mine.
Zane's hands inched closer until his thumbs were caressing my thighs, making me shiver. My hands went into his hair, loving the silky locks. Mouths brushing and tongues gliding, I couldn't help but want this everyday.
Chloe Gilbert and Zane Grayson- Student and Teacher. It shouldn't happen, but it does. It's illegal, but they don't care. Cause they're in love. One's broken, and one's scared. Pasts catch up, secrets are told.
It's not easy being in love with your teacher/gang leader.
But isn't love worth everything?
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