A Rendezvous of Pleasure

A Rendezvous of Pleasure

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"Caleb what are you doing here" He slams his lips into Marissa's, "Shut up and let me fuck you ." He crashes his lips back into hers, she opens her mouth inviting his tongue in. He picks her up and walks into the bedroom. He bites while softly sucking on her lip. She grabs his face and begins dominating him. He tosses her on the bed and hovers over. He aggressively grabs her by the neck bringing their faces close together. "You've been such a bad little slut." Those words makes Marissa pounce. He pushes her back on the bed and takes his shirt off .She watches him in a desirable look that he hasn't seen in a long time he then continues to kiss her. He rips her panties off and pulls her closer to the edge of the bed. Caleb Heredero who is a married man as well as one of the lawyers at the firm I work at. I know I know but before you judge me let me take it back as I'm getting ahead of myself ...... My name is Marissa Marie Fox I am 23 years old and my life has been in a taboo state ever since.
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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) Copyright © 2018-present Laurel Montaze (immoralLaurel). This body of work (story, characters, ideas) is available exclusively on Wattpad. If you're viewing it on a different website/platform or under a different username, it has been illegally stolen. Please notify the original author. Cover art: me © All Rights Reserved

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