Lethal Love

Lethal Love

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Mar 27, 2023
🖤🤍🖤🤍🖤 "Dont touch me." He continued to raise up his hand to brush my cheek. "You won't hurt me... I know you won't." He slowly inched his face closer to mine... going back and forth between my eyes and lips. My aching core wanting to press harder onto his throbbing erection. "What if I can't control it? What if I-" "You won't Saige... you fucking won't." "I don't want to hurt you." "And I don't want to stop loving you." He glided his lips lightly against mine and I lightly whimpered at the soft feeling. "I won't be able to live with myself if I kill you." "And I won't be able to live with myself if I don't kiss you." His lips inched closer until there was barely any space left between us. "River..." He brushed his finger over my clothed, aching core and I released a breath I didn't realize I was holding. "Saige..." I lightly traced his erection and he groaned. "I can't hurt you." We both spoke at the same time. "I can't stop loving you." And our lips crashed. -- Is there love destined... and there powers cursed? Or their powers destined... and their love cursed? Mature content... sexual, abuse, mental health, gore, ect. 🖤🤍🖤🤍🖤
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"So when you gon' stop playing and let me hit that shit, Zuria?" Mitch asked while he smoked a blunt in my mother's living room and we both sat on the floor. "Let you hit this?" I asked, raising an eyebrow as I watched him blow smoke into the air. "Yeah." He smirked, cockily. "How about when you learn how to talk to your girlfriend?" I took the blunt out of this hands and smashed it on the ashtray that was on the coffee table. "Whatchu do that for?" He bit his bottom lip, leaning into me. "Hm?" He went on, softly biting my neck. "I've told you, you can't smoke in here, Mitchell." "You're really not even supposed to be here." I said to him, considering my mother did not condone boys in her house but here he was. He'd completely ignored me though as he mushed his head into my neck, leaving small kisses. "Stop." I whined playfully as he pushed himself up onto me and kissed my lips, pushing me backwards with our lips still attached. "Mitch." I spoke nervously as he climbed on top of me while I now laid my back onto the carpet. "Let me hit that shit, ma." He spoke softly into my ear as he continued leaving kisses on my neck. "Mitch, we cant. My mom will be home from work soon." I expressed to him but he ran his hands up my school skirt anyway. "Stop bitchin'." "Let me finally pop that cherry, Z." He spoke, putting his lips on mine as he slowly moved my underwear aside and rubbed his fingers against my Girl. "Mm." I moaned, unfamiliar with this feeling but it felt great. And though I knew my mother would be here soon, I no longer wanted to stop. He continued rubbing it as I laid there, looking up into his eyes. As I did, he smirked down at me and I smiled small, rubbing a hand down his cheek. I was so in love with this boy.

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