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82- The Plus One

Author: Louise
last update Last Updated: 2025-12-04 07:54:35

Bash slid the chair out beside me and settled in comfortably, leaving Roni stuck between Dad and me. With Dad already wrapped up in conversation with Katie, and me about to get completely lost in Bash, poor Roni suddenly had no one left to talk to.

“Good evening, Mr. Carter,” Bash greeted with an easy smile as he turned to my dad.

“Bash, how are you?” my father asked warmly.

“I’m good, sir.”

“Good.”

Then Bash’s gaze shifted. “Roni,” he said with a playful wink.Her cheeks flushed instantly, the faintest blush rising as she tried to mask it with a small smile.

My father was already absorbed in whatever Katie was chatting about beside him, hanging onto her every word with keen interest.

“Where’s Jo?” my father asked, his voice carrying loud enough for all of us to hear.

“Oh, she’s here,” Bash replied easily. “I saw her talking to someone outside.”

“Oh, good!” my father nodded, clearly pleased.

I couldn’t stop the heat from rushing to my cheeks. My mind wandered back to that wild night wi
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  • Accidentally His   90- The Anticipation

    He lingered down there for what felt like forever, though time had completely slipped from my grasp. Every touch sent waves through me, so intense I couldn’t even count or keep track anymore. My body betrayed me—trembling, quivering, vibrating with a rhythm I couldn’t control. I clutched at the sheets, biting back the sounds that threatened to escape, the moans and cries I wanted to release but somehow held inside. The tension built until it was all I could feel, a storm of pleasure rising higher and higher, leaving me breathless, undone, and desperate to let go.“Wow…” I panted, my chest rising and falling. “That… was… magical.”He looked up at me with a slow, knowing smirk, watching as I tried to catch my breath and steady myself. There was a spark in his eyes—an unmistakable promise that he wasn’t done with me yet. But after everything, the warmth, the intensity, the way he completely unravelled me, all I wanted was to curl up against him and drift into the sweetest sleep with him

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    I found myself pressing into Alessandro Russo, our lips moving passionately as my hands tangled in his gelled hair, gripping a handful. He let out a low, almost involuntary groan at the contact.His other hand moved to the strap of my dress, slowly teasing it down my shoulder, testing my reaction.“Wait!” I gasped, breaking the kiss and stepping back, my chest heaving.He looked at me in disbelief. I knew this was not the first time I was somewhat teasing Russo, but I was scared to ever advance anything with him. “What’s wrong?” he snapped back to reality and decided it would not help being mad at me for changing my mind.“What if my father or Roni comes to look for me and they find us like this?” I asked worriedly. Then, his eyes widened before he burst out into laughter. I nervously laughed along with him because I did not understand why he laughed that hard. “What’s funny?” I asked as I continued to nervously laugh“I thought I had done something, but you are worried about your

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