Strip

"I will fuck you" he whispered.

Oh, you already have for a million times you have fucked my head and made love to me with words. I thought to myself. But instead, I just bit my lower lip.

Before I can even utter another single word his word cut me off

"You can wear thousands of dresses, put a ton of make-up if you please, cover yourself up. Wear different personalities that we both know aren't you. But at the end of the day...

I just want to see you

S t r i p .. "

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This story isn't purely sexual. It contains sexual scenes in some chapters.

There's also a SEQUEL Called N A K E D. You can go to my profile and check it out.

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The rest of the chapters for this story has been taken down due to publication purposes for another reading app. You may check the sequel for this book without reading this one.