Becoming A Sorceress

Becoming A Sorceress

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, Dec 18, 2015
Lissie is only fourteen years old. Her birthday this year was special. In her world this is the age of ring wear. As she slips the ancient solid black ring on the first thing she feels is how heavy it is. Ah but then came the rush of ancestral Wisdom, within 2 minutes Lissie goes from naive little girl to a young lady filed with the most potent type of magic available On the world of Aloes. Now she thought. Now I Can finally do what my mother couldn't. They will pay, I've thought about how for the last for years and now......
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|STEAMY ROMANCE| 18+ "Oh, how bad I want to corrupt you, ruin you. But you're not ready for that." As much as I want her beneath me, writhing, begging me to stop. There is a time and a place for all that, which now is not the time nor place. A blush forms on her cheeks as she looks away. I put my finger under her chin and gently lift her face. "Look at me, my love. I want to see those beautiful cherry cheeks of yours." I love how responsive she is to me. Seeing her blush and shy away from me is one of my favorite things about her. "Stop, Ansel," she giggled. "You can't just say things like that and expect me to remain unfazed". I find it amusing that she is completely unaware of the power she has over me. God, if we didn't have to leave, I would've shown her what she does to me. "I'm not going to apologize, my love. You make me want to give you the world, yet corrupt that innocent aura you have. Let's go, darling, we are going to be late." I take her hand and guide her to the passenger side of the door, opening it, allowing her to climb into the car. Walking to the drivers' side, I get in making sure she is buckled, before buckling myself. Once I see her buckled, I start the car, putting my hand on her thigh. When Emory Miller attracts Ansel Dubois' attention, things are destined to happen.

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