If Only...
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If only I could wake up and start again. If only I could go back and change what happened. If only I turned the other way. If only it had never happened… This is the story of the hardest year of my life. Of how everything fell apart at once. Of how I managed to lose everything. Copyright © Lucy-MareeMcDonald/IfOnly...™ 2014. The moral right of the author has been asserted. All rights reserved. This story is published subject to the condition that it shall not be reproduced or retransmitted in whole or in part, in any matter, without the written consent of the copyright holder, and any infringement of this is violation of copyright law. All rights reserved ® Lucy-MareeMcDonald™
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"We can't do this." I whisper as our lips re-connect, a tingling fire surging through my body as his hands ravage unexplored lands; my innocence dissipating away with every peck he trails down my neck. "I know we can't. That's why it's so exciting." He replies through kisses. His effortless charm intoxicates me; drowning me; hunting me; devouring me. "What if my brother finds out?" The perpetuated patter of the rain unable to subdue my groan as he digs his nails deeper into my skin. "Who cares." ********** Welcome to my story, where an innocent boy finds a not so innocent boy in his bed; where they do not so innocent things. - YOP

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