Navia thrives in chaos-balancing her duties as a student council leader, the drama of her on-again, off-again relationship with her ex-girlfriend Angie, who always finds a way to pull her back in, and the constant battle with her darker impulses.
But everything shifts after a fateful encounter with Angel, a woman she meets at a coffee shop. Their passionate connection sparks a desire that's impossible to ignore. However, when Navia comes across a revelation that changes her perception of Angel, their nascent relationship is cut short, forcing her to focus on what's in front of her.
But, the universe isn't quite done with the pair yet. Their paths collide once more in an unexpected way-Angel is her teacher.
Drawn back into a web of secrecy and longing, Navia finds herself torn between her passionate connection to Angel and the comfort of her past with Angie. As Angel's troubled history surfaces and tensions rise, Navia is forced to confront her choices. Passion ignites, boundaries blur, and the stakes have never been higher.
Can love survive when it's born from 𝘋𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘊𝘪𝘳𝘤𝘶𝘮𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴? Or will the weight of secrets, betrayal, and desire tear them apart?
𓎢𓎠𓎟𓎠𓎡
She leaned in, fingers unzipping my jacket and tossing it on the sink before sliding the straps of my shirt off my shoulders. "We should stop," she murmured, but there was no conviction in her voice, only the shaky remnants of restraint. "Go back to class, hm?"
I hummed, barely listening, watching her pupils dilate as her gaze flickered lower. "Come on, I know you don't want to stop," I spoke gently into her ear, before continuing, "Not when you get me this wet,"
Angel sucked in a sharp breath before she gave in, fingers continuing their movement on my clit.
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i. descriptive smut
ii. fem x
"Don't touch me" He said through gritted teeth, "I don't know what I'll do if you touch me"
My heart dropped.
"I don't want to see you like this" I frowned and hesitantly tried to touch his shoulder, but he grabbed my hand tightly but gently.
"Fuck it" He murmured as he held my jaw and pressed his lips on mine.
(The guy is 22 and the girl is 17 a few months away from 18. If you're bothered by that please don't read it.)