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Step-dad shouldn't know how I taste

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LUNA'S POV

I swung the pen in my hand as the words the Professor was saying were dripping out of my left ear as soon as it entered through my right ear.

"Babe," I heard my best friend, Talia's voice, and I just kept smiling.

"Isn't he handsome?" I asked, gazing at him as I licked my lower lips.

"He is, and he's your boyfriend, so stop drooling over him," Talia spoke, and I rolled my eyes, gazing at my boyfriend, Jerome, who stood in front of the classroom, answering the Professor's question as everyone listened attentively.

"Fuck, why is he so hot today," I bite my lips as my mind flashes back to the good kiss we had yesterday, but the smile didn't last long as soon I remembered the sex we had last night.

I'm Luna, a second-year student at Boston University. I have a boyfriend, Jerome and we have been dating for a year.

He's smart, handsome, tall, well built with sexy abs. He's every woman's type, hot and a good kisser,, but he's not sexually good for me.

He's damn good at foreplay a
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  • FORBIDDEN SINFUL DESIRES   Lusting over my professor

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  • FORBIDDEN SINFUL DESIRES   Lusting over my professor

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  • FORBIDDEN SINFUL DESIRES   Best friend shouldn’t know how I taste—THE END

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  • FORBIDDEN SINFUL DESIRES   Best friend shouldn’t know how I taste

    MAYA’S POVThe car was too quiet. Well, not really. The engine hummed, the AC blew cool air, and Evan had one hand on the steering wheel, singing along to a song playing from the radio like he wasn’t the same man who haf just wrecked me like a one-man demolition crew fifteen minutes ago.But to me? The silence was loud and basically deafening.I sat with my knees tucked up in his passenger seat, wearing his hoodie and nothing else underneath but shame and satisfaction. My clothes were still wet and I took them off in his backseat to ensure I didn't get a cold. He had to extra clothes except for a hoodie that basically swallowed me. My hair was in a complete mess. My thighs still trembled if I thought about what his dick had done to me.He reached for the aux cord and paused the song playing. “You want music? I can change it to that weird ass k-pop shit you girls like.""Hey," I pointed a finger at him. "Do not insult k-pop. You don't know good music even if it hit you in the face."

  • FORBIDDEN SINFUL DESIRES   Bestfriend shouldn’t know how I taste

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