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"I know what I am. I'm gay. I've always been sure of that." I pause. "But she made me feel something else. Something I couldn't explain. Something I didn't want." The therapist looks up. "And what did you do with those feelings?" I go still. Completely still. My voice drops to a whisper, only to myself. "I let them get too close. I let her get too close." I don't look up as I add, "And now I can't get her out of my head." Tyler Jones, a twenty-two-year-old college student, knows he's gay. He knows who he is...until she complicates everything. Or so he thought. His best friend, Raina, is his safe place, his favorite person is a constant in a world that keeps breaking him. But the closer they get, the more his thoughts twist into something he can't explain. Admiration turns heavy, and comfort turns addictive. Desire and lust turn dangerous. He shouldn't want her. He shouldn't need her. He didn't just fall for a woman. He fell for her and only her. ***This is an original dark romance/erotica. This story has explicit content that is not suitable for anyone under 18. If you're under 18, please do not read! *** ***All characters and situations are entirely fictional. *** ***Do not plagiarize my work, please! *** All rights reserved
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Valeria didn't rush. She never did. Inez was pinned beneath her, wrist locked overhead, the hold precise and impersonal. Not pain. Control. Inez scoffed anyway. "That's it?" she sneered. "I've had tutors scarier than you." Valeria said nothing. The silence pressed in. "You don't scare me," Inez added, louder. Brattier. "You just-" "Enough." One word. Flat. Final. Valeria lifted Inez's chin with two fingers, detached as a correction. "Look at me," she said coolly. "If you're going to embarrass yourself, do it properly." Inez laughed, brittle. "You think this makes you powerful?" "I don't think," Valeria replied. "I decide." Her gaze never wavered. "You provoke because it's the last control you have." "I don't belong to you," Inez snapped. Valeria leaned in, voice razor-thin. "You are my wife. You belong to consequences." She released her grip. "Say it." "No." Valeria waited. The quiet broke Inez, she hated being ignored. "...I'll behave, I'll be a good girl" Inez muttered. "Specify." Inez swallowed hard. "...I'll be your good girl" Valeria stepped back, already distant. "Good," she said. "Remember why." #1 older women-13th February (FAST PACE BOOK)

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