The Player's Girlfriend (lesbian story)

The Player's Girlfriend (lesbian story)

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WpMetadataReadContenu pour adultesEn cours d'écriture10 m
WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication sam., janv. 2, 2016
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Fiction
Romance
Azura is the popular girl who is the prettiest and the ugliest, hottest and coldest, nicest and cruelest, liked but hated and of course she has a "hot" boyfriend, and me being a rookie at being an out young lesbian,I have fallen for her, straight girls? Am I right? Or at least I thought so I never thought she'd fall for me some loser, that was until she found out and she felt the same, but what can I do when her boyfriend is hyper masculine and possessive so much so that the other jocks instead of calling her her name just call her The Players Girl".
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*This story contains two pov's, the leading pov is female* "Andy" she signed quietly. "Fuck Lola, don't do this to me" I gulped. "Do what?" She smiled innocently, moving her hand up and tangling her delicate fingers in my wet hair. Chills ran through me as I had given in to the games we were playing, dropping my head further into her intoxicating touch. She took that as an invitation. Little kisses were left on my neck, and my jaw, then back to my neck. She played this game of teasing until I decided I can't wait anymore. Our lips connected, our tongues danced together, intertwined. I'm hers. This woman had more power over me then I'd like to admit. I'm utterly and completely consumed by her, my heart is hers, my brain, hers. I am willing to do anything so that she will be happy forever. I'll protect her by any means necessary. I'm yours my Lolita, only yours..... * * * Our love story started out- badly. Eva and Andy didn't notice each other the first time they met, or the second time, nor the third. When they finally encountered, they couldn't stand being in the same room. I know what you must think, "if they hate each other so much, how can this be a love story?". What can I say? It was love at first sight, or more like hate at first sight, but you know what they say, the line between love and hate is as thin as a Victoria Secret supermodel. Trigger warnings: - SA - Violence - Alcohol use - Abuse

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