The Bad Boy's Sugar

The Bad Boy's Sugar

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"The fuck did you just call me?" he groans. "Ace.." I moan as he rubs his thigh against my core. "Say it again Kensley." he demands. I whimper, as he removes his thigh. Clearly not liking that I didn't respond. "Come on, say it again." "Ace" I groan "Good Girl" he hums moving his lips to my neck kissing and sucking on my sensitive skin. I moan, loving the feeling of his lips on me. He abruptly stops pulling away. Looking me up and down. "I said to take that shirt off Sugar" "Ace I'm not going to take the shirt off just because you say to." He smirks down at me with a devilish look in his eyes. "Looks like I'll be removing it myself then." ------------------ What happens when Kensley Grace a girl with a troubled past meets Ace Black the bad boy in her new school, who happens to be an underground fighter. Will the two heal one another or will they only cause more damage to their already broken souls. (Mature Content 18+) (Warning: Smut, Abuse and Foul Language)
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A story, in which a typical teenage girl falls for the school's bad boy. Except, she's not that typical and he's not that much of a bad boy. *** "If I told you that I care about you, more than anyone in your life does, would you believe me?" He asked me, his jaw clenched. I could tell he was furious. Yet somehow, I wasn't scared of him. "No" I shook my head bravely. "If I told you,'' He tried again, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath before continuing.''That you make me so fucking mad, I want to punch a fucking wall. What would you say?" He had me trapped now, my back painfully colliding with the wall behind me. I gasped at the impact, looking up into his icy grey eyes. They were cold, emotionless. As always. "Do it!" I dared him with the last ounce of courage I had left in me. The sound of his fist smashing through the wall right next to my head, made my ears ring for a brief moment. I opened my mouth to speak again, shaking slightly, only for him to pull away and leave me standing there alone. ____ !!Warning!! This story contains strong language, mature scenes, alcohol and drug consumption, and sensitive topics like - eating disorders, bullying, mental health, etc. ___ HIGHEST RANKINGS: 1st in #ed, 1st in #badboysgirl, 8th in #victim, 9th in #rehabilitation, 13th in #youngadult

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