Trouble (teen interracial)
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Last published Wed, Feb 15, 2017
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~Excerpt from Chapter 26~
~As I move my fingers I feel Ares cool breath on the tip of my ear.
"Do you know why I bought you that necklace?"
"No" I reply through gritted teeth trying not to show my discomfort
"Because, I imagined the way it would glide down your smooth skin and grace your beautiful breasts" he replies moving his index finger along my collarbone
He moves his finger before any unwanted sounds could leave my lips. I can feel the blush seeping into my cheeks. He already had me wet and the movie hadn't begun yet.~
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