"Your Sisters So Much Hotter"

"Your Sisters So Much Hotter"

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Hey! This is my very first story and I hope you all read and enjoy! Claire was pretty but in a terrible way.. She used her body to get guys attention while her sister used her personality and thats what caught Kaydens attention. Yes he was dating Claire but Holly, Claire's sister was just so much hotter "You shouldn't be here" She whispered at me "I do not care. I want you, Holly, only you..it HAS to be you" I said as I crashed my lips unto hers
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She didn't reply and I felt her finger move across my skin, lower, and almost all the way down my lower back. A shiver coursed through my body, strangely pleasant, and I felt her finger stop. "Your tattoos are beautiful," she said softly. Too close. She was too close. My pulse was hammering and I could feel her cool breath against my skin when she spoke, and my body was warm from having felt her. I couldn't reply. My breathing was light and shaken. I wanted to just turn around and pull her against me, or rather put her against a wall, so I could kiss her and feel her more properly against me. If she touched me again, I wasn't sure that I could keep myself from doing just that. "I'm going to take a shower," I said suddenly in an attempt to escape. She didn't stop me, so I took that opportunity to walk away. When I reached the bathroom, I took a deep breath to steady myself as well as my pulse. Closing the door behind me, I ran a hand through my hair. She truly was a nightmare. A bad boy's worst nightmare was a girl that made him want to be a good one.

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