Don't Play A Player

Don't Play A Player

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It's R rated which means you know you wanna read it--Our kiss deepened, becoming more urgent and fierce. He pushed me up against the side of the locker and started exploring with his hands as well. And let me tell you... his hands were skilled, and that’s a huge complement coming from me. His kisses then moved down across my already half opened shirt. He kissed along my collar bone sending shivers shooting through me and making me moan despite myself. God what was he doing to me? Allie was never one for commitment. It had always been her and her dad and whatever guy she felt like hooking up with at the time. But when her Dad's job takes her to the outskirts of London she finds a fellow player that's hard to resist. Will Allie or Lucas come out on top? LET THE GAMES COMMENCE ...
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When you are bartending, substituting for a friend and a frat boy slides you a fifty, hoping you'll spend a night with him. Instead of going completely feral which would be the most expected outcome and understandably so. You tell him your boyfriend just arrived. So you saunter your butt in tight black jeans up to a tall dark and dangerous, asking him to be your pretend boyfriend. The inked grump stares down at you but acts like he hasn't heard your request so mortified beyond belief, you are about to slink back to the bar. That's when he moves. He grasps you by the belt loop of the jeans and tugs you close and goes ahead to then then kiss the breath out of you. You are so consumed by this stranger that when you hear his companion chuckle, you pull away, embarrassment coating your cheeks red. The man let's you go and says, "he's gone." You head back to the bar and a regular, aka your bestfriend stops you and asks, "Do you have any idea who you just kissed? " ***** And that ladies and gentlemen is how I met HIM, My saviour. MAJOR TRIGGER WARNING⚠️ Violence Sexual Abuse Most of my chapters contain triggering content. Don't read if you are faint of heart.

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