Mine or nah (urban romance)

Mine or nah (urban romance)

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Mercy is a man before anything. He doesn't take shit from anybody. Being on your own since the age of fifteen will do that to you. Being a stripper on top of that just adds on to his I don't give a fuck attitude. Working the stage is second nature to him as he has been doing it since he was seventeen. He doesn't do relationships, not because he doesn't want one, but because no one wants to date a stripper. The story of his life. So he sticks to one night stands and taking home horny women that he entertains at his job. Plus he was still young at the age of twentyfour and he doesn't plan on stripping forever. Why not have fun with no strings attached. At least that's what he thought until a fine piece of ass walked her way in his life and now all he could think about was getting her in bed. But shit never works out for him. Problem one she is married. Problem two and the biggest of them all she is "faithful"
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I get lost in the moment as I grind against him, and I can feel him getting hard. A smirk appears on my lips as I drop it low and slowly move back up, making sure I press my ass harder into him. A groan erupts from the back of his throat, and I know I'm doing my job right. He turns me around and pulls me closer to him, our chests pressing against one another. One of his hands is still on my waist, the other holding onto my face. We stare into one another's eyes as we continue to dance, never once breaking contact. He leans forward, as if he's going to kiss me, and even though I don't know him at all, I still want him to press his lips against mine. To see how he tastes. But instead, I ruin the moment and step back from him. "I need another drink!" ~ 21 year-old Callie Davis has never experienced real passion before. So she breaks up with her boyfriend of three years and is determined to take a risk - whatever that may be. Working the night shift at a diner, she meets 25 year-old Liam. He's exciting, different and most of all, shows Callie what real love and passion is. But with that comes secrets, and Liam is hiding something Callie never expects. When she finds out, she must decide if she wants to risk everything and stay with him, or leave him.

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