Just Kiss Me, Stupid

Just Kiss Me, Stupid

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I have to deal with a gambler and alcoholic who constantly comes home in the middle of the night with strippers on his arms. Yet he expects me to be the one that does absolutely everything. The worst part? I'm in love with him.
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You accepted to go to a High School Reunion Party without really recognising anyone. You finally started talking with your high school bestfriend and she eventually talks about him, your enemy. He's here, he's looking at you, with those infuriating eyes. But little do you know, he'll throw hands and threats to protect you. - "I fucking need you, sweetheart. Now." He says as he lays me down. His voice full with barely restrained desire. He starts unbuttoning his shirt and his mouth is already on my neck as he leaves small red marks and kisses. I can't believe I'm doing this, I'm gonna have sex with the man I hate more than anything in this world. But as he nips at my throat, a needy whimper escapes from it, making Viktor groans, and making me forget about the walls I've built around me for years.

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