Mine to Have

Mine to Have

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Based on my fav couple of All time on television (Simon and Alisha from Misfits) the personalities are not meant to accurately reflect the characters I drew inspiration from ******************* Kayla Grey needs control. She craves it. To-do lists are a must. There is no negotiation on organisation. There's something about her she wishes wasn't there. Her addictive personality. Her new addiction is the new boy Scott Jones. There is no rationality in her need to have him. She just knows she wants him and she will stop at nothing to have him under her control. ******************* I lean forward and my lips hover above his. I want to take him right now! God, doesn’t he want me? I feel like in a normal circumstance, he’d be the one in my place, but my insecurities about being a woman who likes control are over the moment our lips touch.
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August & Colin | WRU series | book 1 We take risks. We make mistakes. We lie. We love. We hurt. We lose total control. I took a risk. I paid the price. I made a mistake. I felt the guilt. I lied. I lie. I loved. I try not to. I hurt. I still do. I lost control. I'm losing again. I try to stick to my plan, I try to follow my rules, I try to silence my heart, I try to keep control of the domino stones that represent my life. But one domino fell and the rest just followed. *** "We shouldn't do this," he whispers against my lips. I should applaud him for having the strength to act on that thought because I haven't been able to. At one point I wanted to, but his touches made the impulse to stop vanish. Now, the only thing I want to act on is the longing inside my chest as I think about demolishing the space between us. "Do you want to stop?" I can feel his frown against my forehead. He nudges my nose before placing a featherlight kiss on my mouth. His hands slide over my jawline, his thumbs slowly caressing my cheeks. He gives me another kiss. Slow and deliberately, as if he's still debating the answer to my question as he slicks his tongue over mine. He softly sucks on my bottom lip, dragging it with him when he pulls away. "I can't," he confesses before he presses his lips back on mine. *** All Rights Reserved (Do not copy this story, thank you :))

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