Just give me a reason

Just give me a reason

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Éléonore, 18 ans, vient de perdre ses parents dans un tragique accident de voiture. Maintenant seule, elle doit se battre et rester forte pour surmonter ses terribles cauchemars qui la hantent chaque nuit. Ne faisant pas le deuil de sa vie passée, elle s'enfonce dans sa tristesse, jusqu'au jour où elle rencontre Lucas Dalton à l'université. Devenu rapidement meilleur ami avec lui, elle s'ouvrira petit à petit au monde qui l'entoure. Elle fera également la connaissance d'Ethan Davis le bad boy populaire de l'université. Pour qui son cœur va-t-il balancé ? Et surtout, arrivera-t-elle de nouveau à aimer ?
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Two people - broken in their own way - collide. Francesca's life was completely normal up to a couple months ago. Ethan's never known normality. Two people. Carrying a massive weight of secrets. Only time will take for their barriers to break and their walls to fall. Mature content throughout: PTSD, Language, sexual themes, smut, drugs and alcohol. - - - My insides are begging for me to let go, and I don't think I can hold no longer, but for my own dignity, I do, trying to push it down. It's too soon, embarrassingly soon. "Don't you fucking dare." His voice is hard, demeaning, and that alone makes my insides tighten further. The pressure becoming unbearable. Ethan's hand grabs my wet hair, twirling it around his hand before he pulls me up by it, and I wince slightly before sighing as my back hits his chest, his cock still buried into me. He palms my breasts, my nipples hardening further, and he rolls my right one between his fingers before pinching it, and I whine at the feeling. Dickhead. "Cum for me right now, Francesca, or else."

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