If I Were

If I Were

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When Clara was a child, she wrote stories. She would dream of a life of adventure, and of handsome princes, and of magnificent faeries and elves. That all changed when she grew older. When she was the tender age of nine, she realised just how little she fit into the real world, and other people seemed to feel the same, too. They would single her out, bully her, and shame her for who she was. And so when she moved house and began high school, Clara made an oath to herself. She vowed to become someone better; smarter, prettier and worthier than the girl she had been before. She forced herself to quit daydreaming, and escaping away from the real world, and to live in the now. To make what she had always dreamed of a reality: to become someone people would envy. But when life took an unexpected turn, Clara found herself faced with a reality she couldn't escape. Transported away from the real world and into the land of her childhood stories, she was forced to reconcile with her younger self, and find peace within her identity.
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"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." ********* 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. "Sample" (Mature scenes 18 +) {Highest rating # 29 in bestfriends ;) }

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