LOGINSMUT!!! Ashley Kristoff spent years keeping her virginity for her childhood best friend Caleb, only to be fucked by his stepbrother in one night. Jeremías Cruz wants Ashley's submission and total obedience, not her love. To him, love is for people that crave for a happily ever after, and it's certainly not him. 90 Days. That's all he needs before his basketball break ends. 90 Days of her whole body, submission and endless moaning. But the closer Ashley gets to the bad boy that only cares about her body, the more she realises a truth that shatters her. She wants more than just sex from him, but it is something Jeremías despises more than anything. “No te amo, solo me obsesionó contigo, arcoiris.” “I do not love, I only obsess about you, rainbow.”
View MoreASHLEY My mother meets my gaze, her eyes softening. She sighs. “Tell me the truth, dear. Are you in a relationship with Jeremías?” I do respect immediately. I pause, just looking at her. It's not been up to one week since it happened, yet they know. But I don't go far with my thoughts. I already know. I already know it's Caleb that told them. Obviously Caleb. He can't stand the idea of me having a life that he doesn't approve of, or one that he isn't inside. But I don't deny it. There's no reason I should. It's Jeremías and they know him. “Yes, I am.” “Since when? When did it start?” That night flashes in my mind briefly. I didn't know what I was thinking by asking him. I just wanted to and I did. Then, it was mainly because I was worried he took antidepressants, but now, it's more than that. “It's not been up to a week.” “What were you thinking before agreeing to be his girlfriend?” she presses, a hint of unapproval etched in her tone. I frown. It's a wrong question.
ASHLEY This is so frustrating. Again, he's a pro player and I'm not even a newbie. My shoulders slump as I hold the ball. I look at the hoop that's more than ten feet away from me. I'm not even sure I can hit the backboard from this distance, let alone pass it through the net. I stretch out my hand, my fingers pressed against the ball. “It's your turn, isn't it?”André's eyes drop to the ball, then move back to me. He takes it from me, holding it lazily.He doesn't even look at the net as he tosses it, yet, he makes a perfect, clean shot as the ball passes through the net. He keeps his eyes locked on mine the entire time, his expression light. “Do you want me to keep making shots?” he asks, his voice plain. “Or are you gonna try scoring now? We could do this all day, Marià.”I roll my eyes. A show off. A frustratingly smooth show off. He goes to retrieve the ball again, and hands it to me. I take it from him, sighing.“Step back, smarty,” he says, looking down at my legs. I do
ASHLEY I watch André, waiting for him to say something. His gaze is cool, neutral as he stares, not uttering a word. He might not agree to this, but I really hope he will. It's the only way I can find out something about him, to relieve the gnawing in my chest. He tucks the ball under his arm, a faint smile suddenly appearing on his lips. He doesn't look annoyed like I thought. Rather, he looks intrigued. “Alright,” he finally says, his voice smooth. “What about me? What will I get if I make the shot?”I blink, relieved he accepted my terms with ease. “If?” I say. He's trying to weigh his options even when there's a hundred percent that he will score in the net. “You're already a pro player, André. You'll make the shot regardless of where you stand. Be it near the entrance or the skating ring.”He chuckles, the sound echoing off the walls in the quiet room. He shifts, the basketball still held tight under his arm. “Fair. But I still need something from you. I can't play for free
ASHLEY I stare at him, watching his movements. His hand is still squeezed together, his gaze on me. He's waiting for an answer… desperately. “I don't remember anything before the incident. Nothing.”His chest falls as he sighs audibly. He rubs his forehead, then looks at me, his expression now plain. Nope. I can't be quiet anymore. Not after all the suspenseful and suspicious questions. I place my hands on either side of the bed, relaxing my weight. “Well, I also want to ask you a question,” I say, not removing my gaze from his face. “And I trust you'll be honest with me.”His squeezed hand releases, resting freely on the armrest. “Yeah, shoot.”“How deeply do you know me? Your questions about my childhood life and sorts… they're really sus. So I'm wondering, is this just a crush or something different but intense? Because you somehow know my full name and favourite food.”A light chuckle escapes his mouth.“Jere is right, I guess. You're inquisitive and smart. Good, but it's not
ASHLEY The paintbrush slips from my hand, hitting the floor and splattering paint across the polished floor. I jerk my head around to face her. My mum and my dad are standing a few metres away from me, staring and smiling. I know that expression all too well. It is the same ‘smiling with just
ASHLEY “Boring right?” A young out-of-shape man says, leaning into my space. He holds up a bottle with the name “VODKA” boldly written on it, a greasy smile plastered on his face. “How about we go over to my place and I show you what real fun looks like?” “Fuck off, sicko,” I snap, the irritati
ASHLEY “Caleb!” What the hell? After all the ‘thinking about it’ and needing just closure, I find him inside a pool, tongue in tongue with a Spanish that ghosts him. I wish he doesn't know how to swim. I can just push them far apart and watch him struggle to get to her. He jerks his head arou
JEREMÍAS I surely didn't expect Caleb to bring anyone with him as he was coming, and especially not her. I knew they were best friends but I didn't know she was far different from how Caleb had described her the last time he visited alone. But she? She's pretty and delicate, in a way that make












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