Equatoin For Love.
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Yuki blossom was a normal high school girl. I mean she looked normal. Small figure but her body grew a bit faster than most. She wasn't tall. As expected. But she had big breasts and that certain submissive cutie Type of look. Nearly every guy goes after her but it just so happens that the bad boy had to go after her. The bad boy. Of course. Piercings a player. Could never keep a girl. And that dangerous aura. Was exactly what drew in the girls. Except Yuki. "Love me" he said. But still....what exactly did this bad boy fight for??
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She didn't reply and I felt her finger move across my skin, lower, and almost all the way down my lower back. A shiver coursed through my body, strangely pleasant, and I felt her finger stop. "Your tattoos are beautiful," she said softly. Too close. She was too close. My pulse was hammering and I could feel her cool breath against my skin when she spoke, and my body was warm from having felt her. I couldn't reply. My breathing was light and shaken. I wanted to just turn around and pull her against me, or rather put her against a wall, so I could kiss her and feel her more properly against me. If she touched me again, I wasn't sure that I could keep myself from doing just that. "I'm going to take a shower," I said suddenly in an attempt to escape. She didn't stop me, so I took that opportunity to walk away. When I reached the bathroom, I took a deep breath to steady myself as well as my pulse. Closing the door behind me, I ran a hand through my hair. She truly was a nightmare. A bad boy's worst nightmare was a girl that made him want to be a good one.
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