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WAS IT LOVE?

Author: Viv_Writes.
last update Last Updated: 2025-09-23 16:00:19

KARIMA HEART

"Seems Romeo already figured out you’re here with me," Owain said, lips curled to the side like he was throwing a question I had no business answering.

"I hate you, Owain. I really, really hate you," I spat.

But deep down I knew hate wasn’t enough. I wanted to do more, maybe leap across the room, knock that smirk clean off his face, or maybe even grow some miracle kind of woman-superpower that’d send him flying through the roof. Anything to stop this ridiculous craving for him that still clawed at me. And there I was, standing naked, wishing for a miracle that wasn’t coming.

"I know you hate me," he murmured, maddeningly calm, "but don’t worry, that won’t last. Now, get dressed, you wouldn’t want your boyfriend catching you naked in my room, would you?" His smile deepened, smug, like this was some grand game only he knew the rules to.

What the hell was wrong with him? One second, he was protective, almost decent. The next, he was back to being unreadable, cocky, and infur
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  • SUBMISSIVE TO MY BROTHER'S BEST FRIEND    CONFUSED

    KARIMA HEARTI slid into the front passenger seat next to Owain. The door clicked shut, and my eyes shot to him immediately. He didn’t even glance my way. He was too busy digging through the glove compartment, like the world inside there was more important than me."Can you explain what all of that was about?" My voice came out steady, though I knew one more notch higher, and I’d been shouting already.He didn’t bother facing me. His eyes stayed glued to the mess of crumpled papers and maybe empty nylons in the compartment, fingers moving through them with a calm sharpness that felt deliberate."If you’ve got questions, Karry, ask them directly. Don’t start circling around it.""I’m not circling around anything...""Really? Do you usually argue about things this way? Because it sounds like you do this often. You hear two things and decide to argue about the one that matters less."His tone was smooth, cocky, almost amused, as he pulled out a blue tube like he’d just won something impo

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    KARIMA HEARTBy the time I exhaled that last shaky breath, the restraint bit into me, a reminder that I wasn’t in control, not even close. Then he leaned in, his breath hot against my ear, teasing, commanding.“You ready to cum now?”The answer slipped out of me without thought, my voice already tired and broken with need.“Yes… please.”“Ghost… remember?” His voice sank lower, darker, as if branding the word into me.“Yes, Ghost!” I moaned, my body trembling, the orgasm clawing inside me, tearing apart the last shred of composure I had.“That’s it, wildcat. So… you can cum now.”His words dragged, smug, deliberately. He didn’t even finish before it hit me, an unrelenting rush that ripped through me. My lids slammed shut, my hips straining against the dildo, pushing harder, faster, desperate to take more, as if my walls wanted a thousand more at once. The damn orgasm rushing. That’s how crazy it felt like at the point of spilling.Then he pulled out, suddenly and cruelly, only for his

  • SUBMISSIVE TO MY BROTHER'S BEST FRIEND    CAN'T TAKE IT

    KARIMA HEARTThe pain of keeping two fingers inside me at once was maddening enough, yet the twisted truth was that the pleasure of clinging to it was dragging me deeper, setting my nerves on fire. My body was spiraling, but my mind... my poor mind, was still trying to process the bomb Owain had just dropped. No matter how brilliant I might be at solving a hundred chemical equations even when it was not my major, this... This wasn’t one my brain could calculate.The only words that managed to break out of me were the ones clawing at my throat, the ones driving me crazy right now.“I… need to cum… now,” I gasped, my voice shredded between desperation and surrender.My chest tightened, adrenaline already tearing through me, the rush doubling, my eyes rolling back as release clawed at me... But then he pulled out.Without warning. Without mercy.The emptiness hit like a blade. I felt him move behind me, the shift of air as he came around, until he stood right in front of me. The sound al

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