Adama (Unedited)

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Reads 543
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Parts 30
Time 6h 42m

Undead_beautyqueen_7

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|WATTPAD ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18+| 
    
    "Your leaving?" Mr. Daughtler asks, seeming disappointed. 
    
    "Yeah...it's getting late" I say. Just as I open the door, Mr. Daughtler uses his hand to push it close. I turn around, looking deep into his eyes, Our faces close together, I stare into his eyes and swallow hard; nervous about what is about to come. "Please don't leave" He begs 
    
    
    "...what are you doing?" I ask, he slowly rests his hand on my cheek.  
    
    "You're one of my favorite students...you know that right?" Mr. Daughtler whispers
    
    I'm completely speechless at first. "Um..." I say,  watching him lean in for a kiss. However, I immediately turn my head "We probably shouldn't-"
    
    "But you want to...?" Mr. Daughtler tells me. 
    
    I say nothing, we both know the answer to that. Mr. Daughtler slowly unbuttons his shirt; as it drops to the floor, I stare at his six-pack, rock-hard abs. "Tempting, isn't it?"  He whispers, staring down at me. 
    
       Mr. Daughtler moves my hands, slowly placing them on his abs. "You can't resist," He says. 
    
    I gulp,  knowing that what we are doing is wrong. However, how can I say no to that body? He leans in, whispering in my ear "How long would it take you to moan my name?"All Rights Reserved

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|WATTPAD ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18+| 
    
    "Your leaving?" Mr. Daughtler asks, seeming disappointed. 
    
    "Yeah...it's getting late" I say. Just as I open the door, Mr. Daughtler uses his hand to push it close. I turn around, looking deep into his eyes, Our faces close together, I stare into his eyes and swallow hard; nervous about what is about to come. "Please don't leave" He begs 
    
    
    "...what are you doing?" I ask, he slowly rests his hand on my cheek.  
    
    "You're one of my favorite students...you know that right?" Mr. Daughtler whispers
    
    I'm completely speechless at first. "Um..." I say,  watching him lean in for a kiss. However, I immediately turn my head "We probably shouldn't-"
    
    "But you want to...?" Mr. Daughtler tells me. 
    
    I say nothing, we both know the answer to that. Mr. Daughtler slowly unbuttons his shirt; as it drops to the floor, I stare at his six-pack, rock-hard abs. "Tempting, isn't it?"  He whispers, staring down at me. 
    
       Mr. Daughtler moves my hands, slowly placing them on his abs. "You can't resist," He says. 
    
    I gulp,  knowing that what we are doing is wrong. However, how can I say no to that body? He leans in, whispering in my ear "How long would it take you to moan my name?"

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