I take a step closer to him, slowly dragging my finger up and down his chest, and stare up innocently at him.
His stare is so intense, and as if he knew what I was trying to do, his eyes narrowed down at me.
"You know...you smell nice," I start off, smiling and staring deep into his beautiful eyes that capture my gaze.
His lips curl upwards, "Do I now?"
I nod slowly, still smiling, and respond, "Yeah...But I smell something else too."
One of his eyebrows lifts up, "Yeah? What is it?"
I smirk, "I smell a little bit... of a prick too."
His smile drops as he glares down at me.
I remove my finger just as the bell rings, and I walk backwards, "Bye, see you later, Woods."
I wink and turn around, walking away feeling victorious.
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A classic 2 childhood best friends story.
When Akira had to leave, she left her childhood best friend, leaving him made him heartbroken and closed off. When Akira suddenly reappeared, she found out that he was the small town's golden boy.
She then proceeded to change to a different school, so she never interacts with him again. But as fate would have it, he saved her from an ex.
But as they shift through old memories and new emotions, people threaten to ruin their friendship turned relationship.
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"As I passionately kiss your lips and breathe all of you in, release your pain to me; let me inhale it and let my soothing touch heal your broken soul.
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What starts as soft glares and innocent forehead kisses turns into something more carnal, deeper and wickedly tempting to explore.
She isn't looking for true love, a concept she has given up on searching for. What her soul burns for is a man's touch to set her body ablaze and consume her completely in a whirlwind of intense pleasure and ecstasy.
He desires a vibrant woman to do all the wickedly sinful things burning in his mind to, one who can unleash the dominant beast in him and torture sensually with all the pleasure he has to offer.
She seems to be all he's ever needed and maybe someone whose heart he can heal and stitch back in place piece by piece until it can beat hard in her chest again and say his name.
But nothing ever comes on a silver platter, especially with loads of drama and misfortunes tailing each one of them from sources closer than they could ever imagine.
β οΈWarning: This story contains explicit sexual content, mentions of sexual assault, mild language, drama and is a slowburn