Oliver Grant and Stephen King have been best buddies since childhood, despite being total opposites. Oliver, the shy dreamer with a quiet resilience, and Stephen, the magnetic, devil-may-care charmer, formed an unlikely bond in grade school-a friendship that became their anchor through the turbulence of growing up.
Over the years, their bond as buddies evolved, deepening into something neither of them could fully understand or admit. But life had other plans. As they grow up and drift apart, each follows their own path, finding success, heartbreak, and the kind of life lessons that leave scars.
Years later, a twist of fate brings them back into each other's lives, forcing them to confront feelings they thought were buried. Can their friendship survive the wounds of the past? Can these childhood buddies bridge the distance time has put between them and turn an unspoken love into something real?
"In this heartfelt story of friendship, love, and loss, Oliver and Stephen must decide if their bond as buddies is strong enough to overcome years of separation-and if they're ready to risk everything for a second chance at love."
Professor's Dark Desire
[18+]
"Tell me you little slut....." his hand moved from her thigh, nearing her soaking wet pussy.
"Am I the first to touch you like this?" He paused, plunging his middle finger into her needy cunt. She let out a piercing cry as his finger grazed her tight hole. "Fucking answer me" he roared thrusting his middle finger in and out of her whilst devouring her clit, a feeling she was so unfamiliar to. He looked up at her, watching her helpless little face plead for mercy.
"Answer......"
She couldn't form a sentence "I-......" her eyes widened when he took her clit between his teeth as punishment for not answering.
"Maybe......" Alejandro hated her response, it triggered him. He thrusted another finger into her earning another cry.
"Who?" He demanded an answer as he angrily fingered her inexperienced pussy. Thrusting in and out in deep strokes, earning a guttural moan each time.
"I'll fucking kill him" he spoke huskily, moving up to her jaw, harshly kissing it, still ploughing his fingers inside of her.
"Tell me Yara, who the fuck has touched you like this" he bellowed, using his free hand to squeeze her jaw in a menacing grip, making her hiss. He withdrew his hand mid-stroke, bringing his drenched fingers up to her and shoving them in her mouth, making her taste her own juices.
"Does he make you this wet?" He dug his fingers deeper into the back of the throat. Inflaming her gag reflexes. She let out a muffled sob.....