My Brother's Bestfriend

My Brother's Bestfriend

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WpMetadataReadContenu pour adultesEn cours d'écriture<5 mins
WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication dim., oct. 30, 2016
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Romance
Early that saturday morning, waking up next to one of the most adorable boys at school was great. Last night with Kyran, was amazing, once he pressed his hand agaisnt my warm drunken body i had tingles down my back. All my feelings for him rushed from my heart to my lower body. All this feelings made me want him even more. He placed his hand up my shirt slowly with his chilled hand. "Ahhh,Kyran" I moaned. "Scarlett, listen to me.....sit back and relax." he said calmly resting his hands on my thighs. I sat back and let Kyran do what he does best..fuck me. Read this book because it gets juicier.
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The bottle landed on me, butterflies shot up and down my stomach. I was going to be in a cloest for a full 7 minutes with the one and only; Jake Hefferson. The school's quaterback and heart throb. We were like the worst mix, I was a straight A student and he was just the jock of the school. The only reason I was at this party was because it was my best friend; Molly's boy friends party. It took her for ever trying to convience me too come, and now I really do regret it. Jake was hot an all but he had the worst personality ever, he had a new girl wrapped around his arm everyday, and they don't seem to realise he only wants to get in their pants. 'Great' He muttered. Way to make a girl feel like utter crap Jake, well that's what he was used to doing anyway. I sighed at the thought of sharing air with this boy with an IQ of a tortoise. He got up and walked towards the closet, I followed in and shut the door, his eyes then locked onto mine.

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