The Paper Boy (BoyxBoy)

The Paper Boy (BoyxBoy)

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I opened the door. The paper boy was walking down the path. He come up to the door and handed me the paper. Bless him, he was shivering and his fingers were blue. It was a freezing cold winter's day. I took him inside so he could get warm and I sat him down on the sofa. He was freezing. I rubbed his hands one at a time. He got embarrassed. I rubbed his hands one at a time between my hands.
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College break takes a turn when Aria Lanes get abducted and hold captive by a man she later finds charming then soon desires. Her abductor was paid to kill her, but for an unexplained reason, he wouldn't, but he choose to protect her from any danger. Aria couldn't resist admiring his elegant posture, muscles, turn-on, and good looks wanted to be more closer to him. He couldn't resist that she couldn't resist him, so he craved her. Her flawless abductor had a rule, and she had to submit herself to him to get what they both wanted. Warning: Sexual explicit, expletives and violence, 16+ - What a menace! "You can't do that, Lorenzo!" I growl at him. He smirks viciously at me. "I own you. I can do anything to you, my Kitten," he says, dominatingly, then leans over me, rubbing his hardness against my wettness as I pull my hands in desire. I can't with the torture I want him to rail me! But I was still too close to my release when he left me, so I'm going to cum either way, but it won't feel the same. Of course, I will feel pleasure, but I want his help with it. His hardness rubs against me, going over my wetness but is not entering me as I want him to. "T-this is what you're going to do all d-day?" I mutter, knowing this is torture, and he's getting pleasure from it. "Yes," my warm liquid explodes out of me, making me roll my eyes to the back of my head, causing my back to arch in bliss. "Ah, you did it," he growls before he starts beating his hardness against me. I want him inside me! No, no, I can't do this shit. I begin to whine my hips against him, but that isn't good enough for my liking. He continues to beat his dick against me faster, and I start squirting all over him. My heat, exploding. Shit! I need him. - P.S Most of the chapters are not edited, or correct. This book was written when I was in high school.

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