"Welcome to Love~Love Paradise! A water park resort where your bound to have fun! Whether you stay for a week, or a couple weeks! This is a water park resort where, blah bla bla, bla bla bla bla bla, who cares," I slammed the small brochure on the table, sighing out of boredom, "we've already been here for 2 weeks, and we barely got the paper today? I find that hard to beleive, that 'guy~de' person seems like he gets everything done so quickly."
"Katelyn something could have happened, you never know," Aphmau sat next to me with a drink in her hand, taking the brochure from me.
"Aphmau I don't care about guy~de, all I want is-"
"This sexay boday! Pchkkkkkkkk," I turned my head to the left, spotting Travis in the doorway with his arms out, flexing his 'muscles'. A warmth spread across my cheeks, I shook it off as I looked back at Aphmau.
"Anyways, gu-"
"Heyyyyyyyyyyyy Katelyn~," I heard a whisper in my ear, followed by two arms wrapping around the top half of my body. A shiver ran up my spine, feeling Travis' chest on my back.
"Travis g-get off of me," I stuttered out, peeling his arms from my body.
"C'mon Katelyn," Travis whined, putting his head on my shoulder.
"Travis get OFF OF ME!" I flicked Travis' nose, having him stumble off of me. I looked back at him holding his nose, smirking at me. My pale cheeks turned pink as I smiled, looking back at Aphmau, "anyways..." Travis walked past me upstairs, winking at me before he was out of sight. My stomach felt weird, like butterflies were in it. This happened whenever he told me a horrible pick up line, tried to flirt with me, or even be sincere about his feelings towards me. The feeling was great, and I felt it whenever I took into consideration the possibility of being in a relationship with him. I can't be falling for the street's Casanova, right?
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Hello! It's me PastelMai, and Lizzee, Cookie, and myself proudly present our first book! A Travlyn FF! We hope you enjoy our story! ^_^
THE RED HOUSE;
[The red house]
// Where men with money, fuck women of beauty, and laugh at the rest of world.
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Meet Matthew Walker. A man whose entire world had just fallen upon him. The women who he thought of as his 'the one' has left him all because he made a few mistakes. He turned his back on his career and isolated himself.
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"What is this, a Whore House?"
"Not just a whore house, Matt! It's heaven on earth! It's got it all: strippers, whores, hookers, heck, and even some porn stars live there. It's like a hotel. They let you stay there, pick a girl and get it on as long as you want."
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There Matthew meets a women who turns his world upside down, Feather Grace Heart. Funnily enough her sweet name doesn't suit her at all. She's wicked, mischievous, naughty and down right trouble. But she's exactly what Matthew never knew he needed.
But there's one problem.
She's a prostitute. And one with a decision to make.
And he doesn't know how to feel about that once he starts falling for her. Feather has her own secrets that has Matthew on his toes all the time.
Is it lust or love?
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He leans closer, and our faces are inches apart. “I don’t want to complicate your decision,” he whispers.
“You already have.”
He kisses me so softly, it’s like a breeze on my mouth. Then I close my eyes and reach for him, letting him ease me back to the ground. His hands close over my face, holding me as we kiss, my heart beating so hard I can feel all my pulse points throbbing.
This is so different, so different from anything I’ve ever imagined. I just want to lie here forever, holding him, trusting him.
I smell fresh-cut grass, and the scent of something soft and musky that will always remind me of Matthew. Closing my eyes, I wrap my arms around his neck and sink into our kiss, dizzy with the pure bliss of it.
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[ story has sexual content, erotic scenes ]