Afraid // Luke Hemmings

Afraid // Luke Hemmings

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** Just another story about a populair fuckboy falling in love with a normal school girl ** I feel his hot breath against my lips. His hand is still on my face, and my mind is racing. I look down to his lips, he takes half of his bottom lip in his mouth, and takes his lip ring between his teeth. Our eyes meet and he looks down at my lips. He leans in closer and i'm starting to panic. I look down and he looks at me with a confused expression "Whats wrong Sara?" he asked barely above a whisper but loud enough for me to hear. "I'm sorry Luke, i can't" i whisperd back at him, while looking in his deep blue eyes searching for any kind of reaction. "What do you mean you can't?" Luke asked me with his eyebrows knittend together. "I'm afraid Luke" i whisperd "Afraid for what?" He asked me with a confused tone. "I'm afraid that you will hurt me" i said to him while looking down at my feet. Twitter: @lukeftaussies Instagram: @carlijnpex Instagram fan acc: @lukeftcuddle
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He knew he was blushing; he could feel it. Boy, did he hate that. "I-I never sleep," his eyes darted away for a moment, "maybe I was thinking of all the ways I could bash your face in." Devyn glared at those jade eyes, his lip curling slightly. He pressed their bodies closer, his leg slipping between Lexin's. "If you think-" Devyn's words died from his lips as Lexin nearly whimpered, from both embarrassment and pleasure. Devyn's firm thigh was now pressed against his rock-hard dick, and he had no excuse as to why it was hard. The two stared at each other in a thick silence, Lexin's eyes wide and Devyn's unreadable. "Y-you should-" "Is this why you're up," Devyn's tone began to drop, "couldn't find a good fuck at the party?" Lexin glared and tried his best not to grind his hips forward and release some of the pain. "If I wanted to, I would have," he scowled. "Since when do you come home unsatisfied? We both know you can't keep it in your pants," Devyn's eyes stayed locked on the bruises. "Prick," Lexin hissed. Unable to stop himself, his hips pressed forward this time, his eyebrows pinching together. To his surprise Devyn pushed back. He wasn't gentle about it either as he applied the weight of his muscular thigh onto Lexin's hard on. Devyn's dark eyes flicked to his before he leaned down, brushing his lips on the shell of Lexin's ear. "You want to tell me why you're so hard, princess?" Lexin turned beat red, "Stop calling me that." "That's not an answer," Devyn slid his head down and brushed his lips over the sore hickey. ~'~ WARNING: this book has a choking and biting kink. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK

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