Lady Savages
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Sam
I can't help when this feeling comes over me. When it's time, it's time. There's no control when Samantha comes out, and tonight I wasn't trying to put her up. The night was old, sky was navy blue, the moon.... RED. I knew he'd be at the Marriott tonight because Olivia was working, and gave me a heads up when he clocked in for the week yesterday! Oh yes and the chick he with was all me too. I warned him that I wasn't the same little girl... Now he must learn.
Olivia
My heart beat grew, my love died. How dare this mutha fucker still get in my bed knowing he just left that bitch! He sat down on the bed and start laughing... At this point I knew David never gave a fuck about me. "Do she fuck you... better?" I asked "Ahh here you go with that crazy shit. If this the type of stuff you gone be on tonight I'm just going to leave!" he threaten me. David officially had me fucked up and apparently he forgot about my life before him. "Don't lie to me, You really think I'm that stupid!" I screamed. David got up and started reaching for his pants. "This is the last fucking time" I cried "WHAT?" he asked turning towards me. "BITCH THIS IS THE LAST TIME.." I Screamed now with something real pretty aiming at his dome, He frozed. I smiled spread across my beautiful angelic face when I notice the nigga wet his boxers. "Last time Mutha..." I pulled the....
Sophia
Here she go again. The woman act like she just can't get enough. As soon as I seen her walking my way I turned to go down stairs to the bar. After her not showing up to my graduation, then her messing up the dinner, I was officially done with my mother. Maybe she's just really mad cause I did something with my life. Maybe my own Mother didn't want me to be shit. My father blasted my favorite old school jams, Mint Conditions - Pretty Brown Eyes. I took two shots of patron, then danced a two step. My mother walk outside quietly.. Three Minutes later we heard screeching halting sounds. Fuck. What now.
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"I don't know what kind of girl you think I am Greg" I mumbled. I was not the kind of girl who slept with guys on a whim. I wanted him, but not enough to abandon all reason. He took a step toward me, ignored my narrowed eyes and wrapped his arms around me. I wriggled and tried to pull away, but he only held me tighter. His face was impossibly close to me, expression serene to my fury. I could feel him already, pressing into my stomach. Fear shot through me, but the anticipation was equal. "I know exactly what kind of girl you are Maddy... that's the problem" He said simply. His lips crashed into mine, tasting every inch of me. I wanted more than anything to pull away, leave and never mention this again.... but I couldn't do it. The feel of him naked, warm and muscular against me rendered me speechless. I couldn't explain it, but our bodies seemed to fit together somehow and the anger I'd felt just a minute ago. That firey anger at him invading my privacy was gradually merging with the previous lust from last night. Now all I felt was an all consuming need for him to touch me. ....................................................................... Maddy Reynolds' life is a mess. Her best friend's brother Greg has just died and her two best friends Mel and Dom aren't speaking to each other. She has no one to talk to about her confusing feelings towards Greg or why Mel is so distant. Then at the funeral, she becomes friends with Tom Winter by pure chance and he seems to be the only one who understands her. And yet.... even he is keeping secrets from her. The sort of secrets that have the power to change everything. Maddy now has to decide to trust him or find out the truth on her own. Things would have been a whole lot simpler if she'd chosen the latter.Concluída
The Light That Shines From Above
Heather has lived her entire life believing her mother is crazy. She doesn't believe the stories that were told to her as a child, the stories about men descending from the sky to take her. She rejects the false narratives and tries to help her mother the best she can even if that means constantly moving and preparing for the men to come back. She doesn't envision a life beyond this, never expected to leave her mother until she is forced to in the most unexpected way. When the men from the sky take her instead. *** It was a short debate but enough to push me over the edge. Pher was right. I was making this too difficult. I should just do it. I had been fighting myself on this for too long. I didn't care what he was, I wanted this. I stared at his lips as he spoke, my own tingling in response. "I could show you that if you wanted. Most of the other things you can do are outside of the esta-" I pushed up on my toes and crashed my mouth to his. My actions were unexpected and rushed. I could tell by his reaction. He reared back but not enough to separate us. His hand flashing to my arm to still us and then he froze. I thought for a second, based on his lack of response, I had picked the wrong time. Or maybe he had changed his mind from two days ago. I went to pull away, flushing lightly with embarrassment. I didn't get to disconnect our lips before he unfroze and reacted. His grip tightened, his other one going to my hair to hold my head in place as he kissed me back with more intent than I even had started with. My body flushed for a different reason now.Concluída
Boarding School
When Sammy's parents got divorced, she didn't mind at all, because she knew that they weren't meant to be together, and if they weren't happy with each other, then they don't have to stay together for her sake. She lived with her mom, and her dad visited regularly, when he could get away from his work; running a top class private boarding school. Her mom turns on her when her favourite person leaves town, and her life slowly starts losing meaning, and she can't think of anything that makes her happy, except being with her best friend. Then, she goes too... With nothing making her happy in her small town, she makes a life-changing decision, that she thinks will benifit her, and make her life all that she wanted. Or, it could go very wrong and be worse than staying where she is. "Dad, I want to live with you" I told him over the phone, in tears. Nothing new there. "Samantha, you know I'd love you too, but there isn't any school around this area, remember? My school is in the countryside, with nothing within a short driving dinstance" he all but rejected me. "Then can I move schools? Attend your boarding school?" He was silent, then let out a long sigh of defeat. "I'll enroll you now. Pack your things, I'll send a car in the morning for you." That was all I needed to hear, and I was thrilled. Without making noise, I danced around my room and repeatedly thanked him. Later that night, after the usual abuse, I silently packed my things when she was passed out. I hurried in doing it, and stored them at the back of my closet so she couldn't see them when she checked up on me. You're doing it, Sammy. You're finally getting out of here; away from all the bitchy girls, your mom, and old memories with Fletcher. I'm proud of you, girl...Concluída
Odd Rose
-"Why are you crying?" What, I didn't know I was crying. -"Come on." He offers a hand to help me up. -"Stay away... from me." I get up on my own a grunt escaping my lips when I feel pain in my knees. -"Your knees!" He crouches down to look at them up close. -"Oh don't act as if you care." I look down and see he has wet hair, which is reasonable since he came out of the bathroom. *Swoop* He scoops me up, my injured knees on his left and my head rests on his right shoulder. I hitch as he picks me up. -"What do you think you're doing? Put me down this instant!" I try to wiggle out of his arms, but it's useless, he holds me tighter to his chest. He gently places me on the bed, and I sit on the edge, I instantly throw my hand to his face intending to slap him. As if it were muscle memory he blocks my hand and gently holds it. He crouches down not breaking eye contact. -"Stella, I'm... sorry. I acted out on you." I know Jacob, and that probably was hard for him to admit. -"Let me treat your knees." He places a gentle hand over my wound. ~ ~ ~ ~ Her Dad was murdered fighting for what was right, her mom didn't love her dad all that much...or her, she plans to follow her dad's footsteps even though that might lead her to death. Her parents had a planed marriage, her mom was more on the medium class while her dad was lower, that said, he needed money to help some important people and ended up marrying a women he didn't love. She has an awful opinion of men. She loved her dad, but she was still mad at him, for his decisions. A little something might happen in her life to change that perspective.Concluída
My Defender My bodyguard
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Kiss Gone Wrong
I was pinned to my bed. He left me no option but to stay in place. I tried to control my reactions, but couldn't help but sigh as Matt nipped my earlobe. His lips travelled down my neck, sending jolts of electricity all over my skin. His hands slipped under my t-shirt up and he swirled patterns all over my stomach. My mind was going numb and I was losing control. "Bailey!" My mother called from below and Matt placed his lips over mine so that I couldn't call out for help. I tried to push him away, but he simply held my hands in his. We heard my mother climb the stairs to reach my room and Matt smirked at me. "Let's see you talk your way out of this." Matt said and ran out of the window. The door opened and my mother gasped. "Bailey!" ************************************************************* Meet Bailey Stanford. The girl who everyone knows, but not everyone is friends with. The one who is invited to her share of parties, but prefers movie nights with her friends. The girl who is nice to everyone but will kill if someone insults the people she loves. Headstrong and opinionated, Bailey is not one to follow the crowd. Meet Matt Anderson. The boy who is so popular, that he allocates people to attend parties for him. The type of guy who will crash any party as long booze is available. The boy who has two girlfriends in a day. His attention span is next to nothing. Witness the drama created when these two crash into each other at a party late one night. It's going to be a roller coaster ride for sure.Concluída
Cliché, Touché and Douche
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The Middle - Volume Two ✔️
#3 - Shocks 27/9/19 "Don't hold back." I whisper, and he brings his face up to look into my eyes. He looks conflicted, but the lust raging inside of him is enough to override the conflict. And in a split second, he snaps his hips forward and I feel my mouth fly open of its own accord. The air leaves my lungs, but I don't care. All I can feel is him, and it's all I want to feel. I tense, adjusting to the sudden feeling of fullness he's given me, and he pauses. He's completely bottomed out inside of me, but he isn't moving. "Fuck, Jamie. I don't wanna hurt you." He groans into my neck, and in response, I snap my own hips up into him, desperately trying to feel what he made me feel the last time we were in a situation like this. "I'm fine. Make me cum." I breathe, and it's enough. My words have the desired effect. He pulls back, before slamming himself back into me. It's hard, and it's fast, and it's exactly what I want. I feel myself clench around him on reflex as my body reacts to what he's doing to me. He groans from the sensation. "I won't last long if you keep that up." He says, before burying himself into me even harder still. "Either will I!" I yell as he continues fucking me. Hot, hard, wet and fast. The best sex I have ever participated in, no question. He slides his hands down so that he's gripping onto my butt cheeks, before elevating me slightly, creating an almost perfect angle while he pumps into me. Jesus! I never knew sex could be this good. I moan and curse and scream his name shamelessly, feeling the build growing stronger and stronger by the second. I'm gonna shatter. Fuck, I'm about to cum... *** The night of the NBU Halloween Dance was very dramatic for Jamie Hawkins, Noah Adams and all their friends... What will happen the morning after? The Middle Volume Two picks up where Volume One left off. Read my story "The Middle" before reading this one, or it will make absolutely zero eff-ing sense. [Complete Series, Volumes 1 - 4 out now]Concluída
"I don't know what kind of girl you think I am Greg" I mumbled. I was not the kind of girl who slept with guys on a whim. I wanted him, but not enough to abandon all reason. He took a step toward me, ignored my narrowed eyes and wrapped his arms around me. I wriggled and tried to pull away, but he only held me tighter. His face was impossibly close to me, expression serene to my fury. I could feel him already, pressing into my stomach. Fear shot through me, but the anticipation was equal. "I know exactly what kind of girl you are Maddy... that's the problem" He said simply. His lips crashed into mine, tasting every inch of me. I wanted more than anything to pull away, leave and never mention this again.... but I couldn't do it. The feel of him naked, warm and muscular against me rendered me speechless. I couldn't explain it, but our bodies seemed to fit together somehow and the anger I'd felt just a minute ago. That firey anger at him invading my privacy was gradually merging with the previous lust from last night. Now all I felt was an all consuming need for him to touch me. ....................................................................... Maddy Reynolds' life is a mess. Her best friend's brother Greg has just died and her two best friends Mel and Dom aren't speaking to each other. She has no one to talk to about her confusing feelings towards Greg or why Mel is so distant. Then at the funeral, she becomes friends with Tom Winter by pure chance and he seems to be the only one who understands her. And yet.... even he is keeping secrets from her. The sort of secrets that have the power to change everything. Maddy now has to decide to trust him or find out the truth on her own. Things would have been a whole lot simpler if she'd chosen the latter.
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