Three of a Kind

Three of a Kind

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His lips brush against my ear and I instantly get goose pimples all down my body. I bite my lips to stifle a moan. "Tell me what you like?" His soft words enter my ear and my body succumbs to them, soaking my underwear. Damn you body. We are at war here and you surrender so easily. He press his entire body against me pinning me to the fridge and i can feel his growth on my thigh. Damn it. Double damn it. I dont try to move but greedily enjoy the warmth that has been placed on my body. I feel my knees begin to shake as Ryan repeats his question, "What do you like?" You are probably wondering how I even got into this little predicament. Well the main reason: Desperation. I needed a room close to campus. On my little search for the perfect room I ended up rooming with not just one guy, but three. 'Let the games begin' has never sounded more appropriate than it does right now.
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Brinley I know that his name is Cayson and that he's an asshole. I also know that he smells of mint and the ocean, and he makes my panties wet, just by looking at me. I'm not going to give in to him. I've tried but it's no use, I won't let him affect me with his bad boy attitude. I know I really shouldn't be stealing glances of him or trying to make conversation, but I just can't help it. Cayson I know that her name is Brinley and that she's in all of my classes, sitting where else, but next to me. I also know that she smells like vanilla and I just want to bury my face into her hair, but that's not all I want to bury into her. She's annoying and doesn't get the hint that this isn't a game, but that I'm trying to keep my distance so she doesn't get hurt. I'm doing a shit job at it though because I can't keep away from her. "Cayson, can we call it truce now?" "What do you mean, Brinley?" "Well, you fucked me over, and I got my payback today by teasing you to no end. How about we just call it even and move on? We can even go back to how it was the first week of school." "Are you sure you wanna do that, princess?" I secretly love it when he calls me princess. "Well, I don't know. That guy was right...I do think we need to do something about all of this sexual tension." I take my hand and gently place it on his knee. He's eyeing me, weary. I start slowly sliding my hand up his thigh while giving him a seductive look. He gives in and moves one of his hands to the side of my face, cupping my cheek. He lets his thumb slide across my bottom lip. I catch his thumb in my mouth and slowly lick it and lightly suck it. Continue reading to find out what happens next! *Although this book contains sexually explicit content, this is more of a heartfelt love story.

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