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Ongoing6m
Last published Sat, Aug 19, 2017
Badboy needs car.
Goodgirl needs money.
The end.
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"I love you", He said
I was fidgeting with my fingers
"I know", I said avoiding his eyes
"Do you love me?", He asked.
Silence
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His hand shifts under my sweater cuff, sliding up to my forearm. ''Tell me you don't feel it.'' I brush my fingers over his collarbones, just above the worn edge of his shirt. Beneath it, I feel the faint shift of muscle, the stutter in his breathing. He kisses me hot and hard. Like a collapse, His hands slide under my clothes to my neck and my hair where they make fists. My scalp prickles. He lets me taste a future with him, to feel it in the thrust of his tongue and bite of his teeth. I'm panting, and aching, and still, we know this won't change anything. Still, he kisses me bruised. ππ π©πππ£π π¨ π‘π€π«π ππ¨ π¨πͺππππ§ππ£π π¨ππ π©πππ£π π¨ π¨ππ πππ¨ππ§π«ππ¨ ππ© BOOK ONE C O N T A I N S : β€οΈ sexual/mature content β€οΈ violence/abuse/trauma β€οΈ flawed characters (and development) Copyright Β© 2018-present Laurel Montaze (immoralLaurel). This body of work (story, characters, ideas) is available exclusively on Wattpad. If you're viewing it on a different website/platform or under a different username, it has been illegally stolen. Please notify the original author. Β© All Rights Reserved
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