Sweet Aftertaste

Sweet Aftertaste

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college was supposed to be fun and meorable, not being roomates with your enemy and getting bombarded with deadlines and outputs, kaisers life alone was already stressful enough, adding idiot named Elliot choi, An stubborn and cocky man and made things worse. late night study sessions together every single night, and arguing over the smallest, yet dumbest things-and it was extremely exhausting. but...what if that idiot was the one who'd make your college life easier and bearable? understand your problems and comfort you through your ups and downs? but you'll never know and they never saw it coming-and sometimes it can leave an sweet aftertaste. Enemies for life...friends...or something more? . . . . . "entered your life as an menace ,ended up being in your embrace" english isn't my first language so I deeply apologize and I definitely and surely suck at making and writing stories, and that includes making them look and seem engaging 🥹✌️🥀
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𝗕𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘄𝗶𝗳𝗲 =========================== He walked in and locked the door. "The only time you talk in this whole fucking week is to a little boy?" He walked towards me and started to remove his blazer and undoing his pants. "What are you doing?" I asked strongly yet I was internally trembling. "Fucking you" And with that he grabs me, turns me around, grabs my hands and pushed me down the table behind me. Before I could process, he lifted my dress, and in a second his dick entered my surprisingly wet pussy. He wasn't sweet at all. He was harsh and I tried to not moan so that I don't embarrass myself in front of others and so that he doesn't hear a voice from me. "The way people looked at you pissed me off so fucking much" I held on the table sides as he was ruthless on his thrusts and I started to cry at the pleasure and humiliation that was building up. "I just wanted to remove everyone's eyes" he said and I cried more. His thrusts were so hard that my legs lifted from the floor and were in air, my pussy was at the mercy of his dick. He bends over me and I felt a tear in my dress. He removed my hair from the back, and whispered, "Scream out loud, don't hide those pretty little moans from me, let others also know to whom does this pussy belong to" ======================== ||FAST PACED BOOK||

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