My Best Mistake
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"Tell me you can handle it again" He said smiling at me with an evil grin
I didn't know what to say. My panties were wet and I hated the fact that he made me feel like this.
He grabbed my thigh and moved it upwards right between my legs. "Tell me what you want Sky"
He looked in between my legs and licked his lips like he was craving for this. Like he wanted to taste me already.
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Sky Greene a 19 year old girl about to finally graduate high school.
Mr.Dontelleo (Michael) a 22 year old English teacher.
Both Sky and Michael fight their feelings throughout the story but when they finally put their thoughts away and tell each other how they really feel, they express their love in many different ways.
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