Dont' Ask, Don't Tell

Dont' Ask, Don't Tell

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You wanna know? You gotta ask. Jasmine and Travon have to figure out whether keeping secrets from each other and everyone else is really the best idea...even if it's the hard way. Preview: He dropped his books, put his hands on my hips and pushed me against the wall next to my locker. "Not close enough." He stepped closer. I was struggling to breathe normally. "You smell really good and I cant think." He started rubbing my sides with his hands. "Really, Baby?" Oooo I hate that name! "Don't call me that." He looked down at my body and licked his lips. He bit them and when he let it go it was a wet pink mushy goodness that popped. Great another gallon of what do you even call it just filled my panties. I let out a small squeal. "Stop doing that." He kept rubbing and scanning. "Doing what?" He licked his lips again. I grunted. "Stop licking your lips!" He smirked then leaned down so his head was at my ear. I stopped breathing. Does no one care that we are breaking the six inch rule here? I mean boy is just making me mmmmmmm right now! I started breathing heavily as he talked. "What do you want me to lick yours instead?" I took a shaky breath. Never mind. That voice sure as hell can get sexier...it just DID! But It's okay cause me just got an idea. "Which ones?" Tray did some sort of deep growl. "So we thinkin like that now, Jazz?" He got a boner and stepped closer so I could feel it. "Mmmmmmhm." Ew you sound like you are getting fucked right now. Get it together Jazzzy! Turning back to my question, Tray might was well have ripped me open. He closed the gap between us completely causing his boner to be in me. "Which ever ones you want...." He shoved his hips forward and growled, "Baby Girl."
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"Why aren't you scared?" I whine and he laughs. "Come on, you wouldn't dare hurt me with that. It's too risky, and I can get out of this easily, babe." I can tell he's smirking and it's sickening. "Oh yeah? Try." I say confidently and in one swift motion, he has me on the floor. He's now straddling me with both my hands above me and the knife in his hands, pressed lightly against my throat. This turns me on... "I...I stand corrected." I wheeze in laughter, ignoring the massive pain in my head. "Now can you be a nice guy and turn off the music and help me with this pain please?" "That's all I was waiting for, Doll." He smirks and gets off of me, setting the knife on the counter. I roll over, groaning as I make my way to the living room to lay on the couch. Liam Forte and Jasmine Galvin. Opposite, but similar in many ways. The difference? He's a player. Every school has one, and Liam is the one. Moving in to her house shortly after summer has officially started, Jasmine has to deal with the boy who will leave a permanent mark on her life. Kinda immature, I'm no grown ass woman. SLOWLY EDITING. DON'T SHOOT! Follow up: DONE EDITING. YOU MAY DROP YOUR WEAPONS! Follow up to the follow up: NOT REALLY DONE EDITING, BUT KEEP THE FIRE DOWN! I'M WRITING THE SECOND BOOK (the better one, in my opinion) SO MY TIME IS ATE UP.

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