"What do you want from me, Mila?" He asks, helplessly.
I take his hands and guide them to my waist.
"I want you to touch me, August," I reply, breathlessly. For once, I don't even mean it sexually. I want to feel his warm hands all over me. I want him to explore my body, to trace it with his fingertips. I want him to know every feature of my body by heart. I want him to map and memorize and annotate me like he does with his books.
My hands slip under his shirt and I run my fingertips over his abs and up to his chest. I place my palm over his heart and, although he's been so good at hiding it, I can feel his heart racing. I withdraw my hands from his shirt and move them up his arms, feeling his muscles, and then to his neck. Sneaking a hand into his soft hair, I move in closer, until our lips are just barely touching.
"I want you to kiss me, August. Are you going to, or not?"
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18 year-old Mila Farren is a social pariah at her catholic boarding school. Although no one at her school really knows just how deep her sins go, Mila is still labeled as the campus slut and trouble maker, even by her teachers.
At the beginning of senior year, Mila meets the new transfer student, August Reid. August is a devout Catholic first and a hopeless romantic second. He has never sinned a day in his life and has no plan to Although at first he is able to resist Mila's attempts to seduce him, he soon begins to wonder if maybe a little sin here and there couldn't hurt.
Initially, Mila isn't sure what it is about him that she's so attracted to. Sure, he's physically attractive, but it's more than that this time. Then she finds out that August's father is the new campus minister. Turning the preacher's kid into a sinner is going to be difficult. Challenge accepted.
"Mine." His low growl of possession took my heart and the fate of my panties. They were soaked through with arousal. Damn it. I stroked his face as he sniffed the air. I prayed he couldn't smell my body's reaction to his. His hand slipped from my waist and traveled to the rip in my dress. "I can smell how much your body craves mine." My breath catches as his hand finds it home at the front of my panties.
"Why don't you just submit yourself to me? Accept that you are mine and mine alone?" His hand was traveling lower, and he found my clit rubbing it through my underwear. I couldn't help but lean my head back and moan out at his skillful administration on my pussy."Moan, my name, my innocent mate. Tell everyone who is making you feel this pleasure."He had ripped my underwear off me and threw them across to hit another tree. He propped me up against the tree, causing me to hold onto his shoulders for support as his fingers took advantage of my spread legs, my dress completely exposing my pussy to him."Absolutely Ravishing."
One of his thick fingers pumped its way into my hole, causing me to moan loudly into his ear. "Seth."
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Seth Knight was not one for romance; everyone at Quillwood High School knew that. If you were a girl, you were in danger of being his next distraction. He would fuck a girl, the girl would fall in love, and he would leave. It was what had always happened. But there was a time before he had become a player. His old best friend, Belle Rivers, the innocent, sweet girl he had known since birth, kept the darkness at bay. Their mothers had been best friends since high school and conceived only months apart. They were destined to be. He was her protector, and she had kept him good, but when his dad died, the darkness crept into his heart, and the only one who could save him was forced to leave him.
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(Mature scenes 18 +) {Highest rating # 29 in bestfriends ;) }