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The Devil Wears Leather

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"I wouldn't bend over wearing that if I were you." A deep voice comes from behind me. 

Alexander.

"Who are you to tell me what to wear." I counter as I turn to face him. He's leaning against the brick walls of our building, holding a cigarette to his lips, wearing the leather jacket I saw him in the first time we met and he looks unbelievably good. 

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We Sleep at Sunset (Ember 1) by immoralLaurel

His hand shifts under my sweater cuff, sliding up to my forearm. ''Tell me you don't feel it.'' I brush my fingers over his collarbones, just above the worn edge of his shirt. Beneath it, I feel the faint shift of muscle, the stutter in his breathing. He kisses me hot and hard. Like a collapse, His hands slide under my clothes to my neck and my hair where they make fists. My scalp prickles. He lets me taste a future with him, to feel it in the thrust of his tongue and bite of his teeth. I'm panting, and aching, and still, we know this won't change anything. Still, he kisses me bruised. 𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠𝙨 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙪𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠𝙨 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙨 𝙞𝙩 BOOK ONE C O N T A I N S : ❤︎ sexual/mature content ❤︎ violence/abuse/trauma ❤︎ flawed characters (and development) ᯓ WattpadONLY Previously known as We Sleep at Sunset Copyright © 2018 floralLaurel. All Rights Reserved. Copyright © 2024 immoralLaurel. All Rights Reserved.

Possessive Rich Boys (COMPLETED) by comicsthinker

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The Way We Love by JoyceWords_23

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Lilah by AshlynPope

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If By Chance by ayeitsbec

"You just don't understand what you do to me. I can't control myself." He kisses me harshly after I say that. His tongue pushes my lips and I try so hard to not let him in. He bits my lip making me gasp. Taking his chance, he gains access. His tongue dances around with mine as he pushes me until my back is pressed on the cabinets behind me. He pulls away leaving me breathless and cold. I pull him back making his warmth travel through my body. He smirks looking down at me before speaking. "And you have no idea how bad I just want to take you and bend you over this counter."

We Dream at Midnight (Ember 2) by immoralLaurel

I find her on the roof again. She's perched on the edge, legs dangling above the city. I can see the slope of her spine through that thin shirt. She's made of angles I ache to smooth with a hand. I'd use my lips if she asked. I settle carefully beside her, scared to fall, and brush her knuckles with mine. Her skin is cold, but she flips her palm for more contact. I catch my pinky finger in hers. It's enough to make her look at me. As those kaleidoscopic eyes meet mine, I hold my breath. When she leans in and sets her lips just under my jaw, it rips the air from my lungs. It's the softest thing I've ever felt. "What was that for," I say. She pulls back, lashes damp, and whispers, "You're the kind of person that should be kissed." 𝙝𝙪𝙧𝙩 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙝𝙪𝙧𝙩 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 BOOK TWO C O N T A I N S : ❤︎ mature content ❤︎ romance & friendship ❤︎ trauma & healing ❤︎ flawed characters (and development) WattpadONLY Copyright floralLaurel 2021 Copyright immoralLaurel 2025

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We Sleep at Sunset (Ember 1)

His hand shifts under my sweater cuff, sliding up to my forearm. ''Tell me you don't feel it.'' I brush my fingers over his collarbones, just above the worn edge of his shirt. Beneath it, I feel the faint shift of muscle, the stutter in his breathing. He kisses me hot and hard. Like a collapse, His hands slide under my clothes to my neck and my hair where they make fists. My scalp prickles. He lets me taste a future with him, to feel it in the thrust of his tongue and bite of his teeth. I'm panting, and aching, and still, we know this won't change anything. Still, he kisses me bruised. 𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠𝙨 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙪𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠𝙨 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙨 𝙞𝙩 BOOK ONE C O N T A I N S : ❤︎ sexual/mature content ❤︎ violence/abuse/trauma ❤︎ flawed characters (and development) ᯓ WattpadONLY Previously known as We Sleep at Sunset Copyright © 2018 floralLaurel. All Rights Reserved. Copyright © 2024 immoralLaurel. All Rights Reserved.