FAZER LOGINAfter our day I choose to walk home, it's quiet, the streets mostly empty as the day transitions into evening. The warmth of the sun still lingers in the air, and I find myself lost in thought.
As I pass by the familiar houses and shops, I can't help but think about the past few days. Liam's face keeps flashing in my mind, and I wonder what he's doing right now. Is he thinking about me? Or is he commiting a crime? Mostly does he feel the same confusion and guilt?
I shake my head, trying to clear my thoughts. The joy of our beach day was a temporary, but I know I need to address my feelings head-on. Ignoring them won't make them go away.
When I finally reach home, I take a deep breath before opening the door. The house is quiet, with only the faint hum of the refrigerator filling the silence. I hope it's because my mom is out running errands, and not sleeping again. I smile when I realize I have the place to myself for a while.
I head to my roo
It’s Monday morning — that grey, sleepy kind of morning where the air still feels heavy from the weekend. I’m half awake, bag slung over my shoulder, hair barely cooperating, when I step outside and freeze.He’s there.Liam.Leaning against his car like he owns the world, black hoodie pulled up, one hand in his pocket, the other holding a cup of coffee. The street is quiet except for the faint hum of engines and early-morning birds but somehow, everything feels louder when I see him.My heart skips. My breath does that stupid fluttering thing it always does around him.“What are you doing here?” I ask, trying to sound casual, but my voice betrays me, too thin, too curious.He smiles, slow and deliberate. “I’m taking you to school today.” He pauses, his eyes glinting. “And every other day from now on.”I blink at him, caught between laughing and panicking. “I
I flip onto my back taking her with me. I look up at her and move her legs to my side making her straddle me. I don't think she realizes it but she grinds her pussy into me and I smile. Her mind might be fighting with her but her body wants me.I quickly sit up and go in foe the kill with a wet kiss. I plunge my tongue into her mou, making her moan as I fuck her mouth with mine.I tighten my arm around her waist, drawing her in until I can feel her heartbeat through the thin fabric between us. Her skin is warm, her hair brushes my jaw, and everything in me aches - not with hunger, but with something gentler, deeper.She calls out my name softly when I break the kiss and I kiss her neck, I mean to be careful, light. Just enough to let her know I’m there. But she breathes in sharply, and I feel her hand sl

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