She was a curious soul, a girl who sought adventure and lived for the thrill of the unknown. But she had never imagined that her journey would lead her into something far beyond her expectations.
It was during one of these explorations that she crossed paths with him. A boy, also lost in the woods, searching for something only the wilderness could offer. They exchanged brief glances, a silent acknowledgment, before continuing on their separate paths. The world seemed endless, but fate had other plans.
Their paths collided in the most unthinkable way-an accident. The sounds of the forest, once calming, became the backdrop for their pain. The crash had been violent, the kind that left its marks deep on both the body and soul. The anguish they both experienced in the wake of that moment left them scarred-emotionally and physically.
In the aftermath, the girl tried to piece her life back together, but the trauma clung to her like a shadow. She tried to move forward, but the memories of that accident haunted her. The boy, too, carried the weight of the past, the pain still raw, gnawing at him in every waking moment.
And then, as if destiny had a cruel sense of humor, they met again-years later, the old wounds stirred, the memories of that dark day rushing back. Would they choose to pretend it never happened? Would they walk away, carrying their separate pain, choosing to forget the connection they once shared?
But something in the air was different this time. The weight of their shared history seemed to create a spark, an undeniable pull. Could the past, with all its tragedy, turn into something more? Could they find the strength to face their fears and, perhaps, build something new from the ashes of their former selves?
The choice was theirs to make: to ignore the connection that had once brought them together or to dive into the unknown once more, hoping that this time, their paths would cross for a different reason-to heal, to grow, and perhaps, to love.
Professor's Dark Desire
[18+] - just as a warning this story contains themes of abuse, assault, and unhealthy relationships. If these topics are difficult for you, please read with caution because this story is definitely on the darker side of dark romance <3
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"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.....