Lie To Me
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I'm a liar, a big liar. Ever since I was little I have lied, it's not something I'm proud of, but I can't really help it anymore. When I was little it started small. With the simple "I never took a cookie from the cookie jar". Yes we had a cookie jar. I loved that cookie jar, until it fell on the floor. So I did what any good liar would do and I blamed it on the cat, but truthfully I was stashing cookies for later. That was when I was seven. The only time I really ever got caught was when I took chocolate from my mom's secret stash. I guess I didn't clean my face well, but it was darn good chocolate. You see I wasn't always a liar. It's not like I want to be, but sometimes in life things happen, and you deal with it the only way you can. In my case, you lie.
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*Caution* SEXUAL CONTENT "So what do you need help with?" Harry asks. "I was lying I don't have homework just leave now." I demand. "No. And if you don't have homework.. Why don't I help you turn that groan of yours into a moan." He says and then comes close and whispers into my ear, "But remember you got to keep it down.. You parents will hear." "You are so rude." I say stepping away from him. "Oh am I?" He asks. "Yes you are. Leave my room. I don't feel comfortable with you in here." I tell him. He steps closer and closer to me as I step back. I reach the wall and look him dead in the eyes. "Well.. Babe.. You can't make me leave." He says. "Don't call me babe." I say. "Sorry babe." He smirks. I just give him the death glare. He leans in and I immediately know what he is doing. "Get away from me!" I say putting my hand on his lips pushing his head away from me. He chuckles, "Now now babe." "Don't now now babe me." I sass him. "Being sassy are we?" He asks. "Yes. I am." I say. "Well.. I suppose we will continue this later.. I would rather make you wet when your not sassing me." He says smirking. "Your not making me wet!" I say to him. "Well babe.. When I kiss you so rough and nibble on your sweet spot to make you moan my name. And when I feel you up and massage your boobs.. I guarantee you'll be wet. And after my first thrust of me going into you.. You will orgasm. If not I will go harder and rougher till you scream my name and have the biggest orgasm you'll ever experience." He whispers into my ear. That sent shivers right down my body. Ok maybe I'm a little wet now.

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