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Dont' Ask, Don't Tell

Dont' Ask, Don't Tell

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WpMetadataReadMatureComplete Tue, Sep 29, 20158m
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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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"We share a fucking bed!" He follows me out of the bathroom, grabbing my wrist when I had turned my back to him. "What's fucking wrong with you now? You threw a bitch fit when you were at the hospital, and now when I compliment you, you're mad at me." "Maybe you shouldn't give compliments with the hope of getting me on your dick!" I snatch my wrist back, turning around to face him, but I smacked into his chest. He took that as an opportunity to grab both of my arms and hold them together behind me. "If I wasn't raised better, I'd spit on you." "And if I wasn't raised better, I'd kick your motherfucking teeth out," he gritted, shaking me when I struggled in his hold. "Would you stop!" He raised his voice, causing my insides to quiver, and my limbs stopped moving. "What is your problem?" "I'm not one of them," I spit angrily, "You can't make me look stupid before charming me. If you think you have to force yourself to compliment me in order for me to spread my legs, then you don't know me," I breathed harshly, my chest brushing against his body, and momentarily, his eyes flickered downward. "I'm offended. You think I'm trying to 'charm' you," he uses air quotations before slamming me against the wall right next to the bed, "When all I have to do is wink to get you to flood your underwear." "I'd like to see you try." I grind out, causing him to smirk at me. A different one this time. One that unsettled me. His lips curved up nicely, yes, but his eyes weren't sparkling with mischief. He didn't seem too happy with me calling him out the way I did. "Bet," he inhaled sharply before backing away from me, his smirk lifting higher, and it morphed into a beautiful smile. "See you at practice, bitch." Carson 'Storm' Speros and Raine Carter have a long way to go, battling through the abnormalities of their unique college and the tough time sharing a baseball team. Will Raine start to see the light in Carson and accept him? We'll see.

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