Please Enter Me, Crush | EMS #2

Please Enter Me, Crush | EMS #2

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Lalhaine Ashleigh De Vera is very fond of Asianne Lincoln Deluega, a man ten years older than her, but with an astonishing lifeless beauty that can redden her cheeks and cause millions of butterflies to swarm her belly. He's not all looks but he also has the brain, wealth, and personality. Could be almost deemed as the epitome of perfection. But the thing is, he doesn't have his heart for her. Aside from the digits they don't have in common, he also happened to be his brother's best friend. In that way, she's being more treated likely a kiddo and sister-like by him. Lincoln is aware that she's into him. It reflects through her skittish actions and reddish reactions whenever he's around. And he even confirmed when Ashleigh once said it by herself. But, he never takes it seriously. He believes that it's merely a puppy love that a kid would usually go through. Felt like to be intense but later on, it would subside. And she hated the fact that he only sees her feelings kind of temporary but on contrary, it doesn't seem to appear like that. She knows what she has for him isn't that shallow. It's deep. Profound. Real. And she wanted to insist on these by words, but she doesn't have the guts to do so. Not until one night, at the late celebration of her eighteenth birthday threw by her friends. She's been drunken and sunken along the threads of foolishness. Thus, Liquid courage her to fuss her whines, unsaid nutty thoughts, insistences, teases, and say the words, Please Enter Me, Crush.... WARNING; This story is not suitable for ages 18 below. RESTRICTED FOR MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY! Enter me Series #2 | S O O N |
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He swiped my sweat-soaked hair off my neck, resting his lips against my ear. His fiery breaths blew across my earlobe. My body shuddered once again, craving more of him. "You're not the first woman to think she could seduce me into bed because of who I am, what I write. And you won't be the last." He gave a small chuckle, pulling down my dress, so it covered me. "But," he said in a low growl, "so far...... you're my favorite." Breaths poured from my lips at those words. My heart fluttered inside my pounding chest. His favorite, my brain stuck to his words like glue. Clinging to the small hope we'd continue this somewhere else, more than once. We stayed in that position for a moment before his body heat disappeared from my back. He lit a cigarette in front of me, the flash of the lighter illuminating his flushed, sweat-soaked face. I leaned against the brick wall, finding comfort in the coolness against my heated skin. His eyes met mine again. I didn't think I could move from the spot, but he forced me to when he held up a red, lacy thong in between his fingers. My red lacy thong. Fucking panty thief! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Their worlds collided in a heated, passion-filled hook-up behind a bar, bringing their broken pieces together. And now? Mercy finds herself as C.J. Cole's intern. The very Mr. Cole who wrote the most romantic, erotic books she had ever laid eyes on. How could she manage to keep her panties on around him? Or control herself? Hint: she won't. Mature warning.

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