Badass Alpha Loves Curves

Badass Alpha Loves Curves

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Mature Content (Abuse, Sex etc) "Sorry princess, I'll buy you new ones." I felt him smirk against my skin as he kisses wet trails down my neck. I played in his hair and rub his length through his torturous jeans. He was rock hard and you could see his bulge from a mile away at this point and all I want to go was pull it out and suck it until I can't feel my mouth. (Excerpt) Ever felt disowned by your family? Maybe because of your looks? Well, so have Diamond Flair Harris. At only sixteen, she deals the rollecoster she calls her life. Crying her self to sleep at night is the way she gets over it. With a drunkard father, a depressed mother and three preferred prefect sisters and a twisted past, it is extremely hard for her to over come the pain. Being overweight is not easy for a teen girl. Yet dont worry, the Badass Alpha Loves Curves. Diamond Harris Age :17 Height: 5"7 Body Type :More2Love Ethnicity: Italian-African Eyes: Brown Hair: Black Awesome: Yes Highest Rank #64 In editing
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Here she is. I can see the slope of her spine through that thin shirt. She's made of angles I ache to smooth with a hand, but I'd use my lips if she asked. I brush her knuckles with mine. Her skin is cold, but she flips her palm for more contact. I lace our fingers. It's enough to make her look at me. As those kaleidoscopic eyes meet mine, I hold my breath. Then she sets her lips just under my jaw. It rips the air from my lungs. It's the softest thing I've ever felt. "What was that for," I breathe. She pulls back, lashes damp, and whispers, "You're the kind of person that should be kissed." 𝙝𝙪𝙧𝙩 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙝𝙪𝙧𝙩 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 BOOK TWO C O N T A I N S : ❤︎ mature content ❤︎ romance & friendship ❤︎ yearning Copyright © 2021-present Laurel Montaze (immoralLaurel). This body of work (story, characters, ideas) is available exclusively on Wattpad. If you're viewing it on a different website/platform or under a different username, it has been illegally stolen. Please notify the original author. © All Rights Reserved

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