Below The Belt // +18

Below The Belt // +18

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𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐈 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐓 is everything 𝐕𝐄𝐃𝐀 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐄 can't stand: brooding, inked, and infuriatingly shirtless in shared spaces. He's also her brother's best friend - and surprise, her new roommate. She thought he was just a punch-drunk boxer with a bad attitude. He thought she was just the bratty little sister with a sharper tongue than a left hook. Turns out, they were both wrong. When Veda gets an internship in the campus boxing program as a way to get free training, the last person she expects to coach her is the guy who uses grunts more than words and towels more than shirts. But as the rounds go on, and the distance between them shrinks, she realizes Malachai might be a better fighter in the ring than against the feelings brewing outside of it. 𝗦𝗛𝗘'𝗦 𝗢𝗙𝗙 𝗟𝗜𝗠𝗜𝗧𝗦. 𝗛𝗘'𝗦 𝗨𝗡𝗕𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗔𝗕𝗟𝗘. 𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗧𝗘𝗡𝗦𝗜𝗢𝗡? 𝗕𝗘𝗟𝗢𝗪 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗕𝗘𝗟𝗧.
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Two people - broken in their own way - collide. Francesca's life was completely normal up to a couple months ago. Ethan's never known normality. Two people. Carrying a massive weight of secrets. Only time will take for their barriers to break and their walls to fall. Mature content throughout: PTSD, Language, sexual themes, smut, drugs and alcohol. - - - My insides are begging for me to let go, and I don't think I can hold no longer, but for my own dignity, I do, trying to push it down. It's too soon, embarrassingly soon. "Don't you fucking dare." His voice is hard, demeaning, and that alone makes my insides tighten further. The pressure becoming unbearable. Ethan's hand grabs my wet hair, twirling it around his hand before he pulls me up by it, and I wince slightly before sighing as my back hits his chest, his cock still buried into me. He palms my breasts, my nipples hardening further, and he rolls my right one between his fingers before pinching it, and I whine at the feeling. Dickhead. "Cum for me right now, Francesca, or else."

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