Barcelona (Neymar Jr.)

"Ney..", I breathe, my face all flushed as I try to control my urges. He was too close to me...too close for comfort.

"Meu precioso," he whispers raspily while tracing my lips and presses his body into me, and I find myself completely pressed to the wall behind me. His voice is my undoing and I know I cannot take it anymore.

He leans in, his hot breaths fanning my lips and as he scans my face and wild eyes before closing the distance between our lips. I moan when his moist lush lips met mine and it was fireworks. I feel his lips move against mine and it feels almost unreal as we move against each other in perfect symphony. His hands trail down to cup the cheeks of my butt, causing beads of perspiration to swell up. I grip onto his shirt as he pushes his tongue into my parted lips, a wave of heat taking over us.

I felt like liquid fire was pulsating through my veins as his moist, damp lips refused to leave mine. The rhythm of our lips felt unfamiliar yet so familiar. I gasp as he leaves my lips and trails his wet, hot lips to my neck, nipping onto my skin as I run my hands through his soft curls.

As we clumsily part from the kiss, I open my eyes and see the intensity his green-hazel eyes bore and that's when I knew I was screwed. He cockily smirks, almost taking pleasure in my current state as he parts my lips with his fingers.

I tread my hand at the back of his neck and pull his face even closer to mine as I mumble against his lips, "Fuck me Neymar!"
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When heartbroken 22 year-old Aveline relocates to Spain, she never imagined she would find her life entangled with one of the most famous football stars of the decade.

Read on to find out what happens next.