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Kitty's possession

Kitty's possession

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Oct 10, 2016
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Kitty wasn't always kitty. She was your normal girl with innocent motives that is until she met tiger. She feels his warm body leaning against hers. His scent lingers in the air as her eyes scroll down to his sexy rock hard abs noticing one detail. His pants have this huge bulge. She can't help but stare. His voice brings her back to earth "babe." He says putting his arm to her side locking her n his firm grip. He kisses her neck softly. She lets a moan slip. She bites her lip to hide her feelings. She feels the wetness between her thighs. She won't be able to hide it for much longer. She was getting turned on by this sexy hot ass guy. (Masters pov) He slowly strips her of her clothing. Staring at how marvelous she was. Thinking one thing...she's so hot, damn I want to fuck her. The way she bites her lip. The way she looks so innocent. Innocents that's exactly it.
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This book is rated R. Please proceed with caution. This is the more raunchy version of the book. *** We stand in silence, as I sip my water, and he watches me do it. Finally, he breaks the silence. "I'm sorry if I... offended you by sleeping in your bed last night. This morning. Whatever." "It's fine. You didn't do anything." He nods, his eyes far away, as if thinking of how to word his views. "I didn't do anything... but I wanted to. I wanted to so badly." I nearly choke on my water. I don't know what's worse; his confession, or how nonchalantly he says it, as if he's reading the weather. "Come again?" I say, thinking that I must have heard him wrong. He shrugs. "I want to f*ck you." Again, he is as nonchalant as ever. I just stare stupidly, my mouth agape. He closes my mouth, grinning at me, wicked intentions in his eyes. Not so nonchalant anymore, I see. "Um, I-I...I don't..." I stop talking, realising what a total idiot I sound like, while his grin broadens. In that second, I am grateful for my dark skin, as he can't see me blushing. "Tongue-tied?" My cheeks get hotter. "Shut the f*ck up." He actually laughs. "Don't worry, honey," he says, his hot breath brushing against my face, shocking me. When did he get this close? "One day," he whispers, now in my ear,"I will f*ck you." I realise that my eyes are closed and I open them. He's gone. I stand there frozen, in total shock. What the actual f*ck just happened? *** When all you know is disappointment, you become your own best friend. You isolate yourself from everyone else. You need no one; love is a weakness. That's the case with me. Then, Prince Charming rides in and changes everything. Except, he isn't a prince. He is light, but he holds darkness; he is joy, but he knows pain; he is beauty, but within him is imperfection and ugliness. He is just like me, but he is nothing like me.

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