Novel & Cerita Accidental Fuck

"A bag of popcorn for breakfast?. Or one box of pizza with diet Coke?. Or some other tiny junks. No wonder you're so skinny." I made a face at More even though her eyes were closed and she couldn't see me, "Well I gotta keep in shape aiit. So how'd you guys find your party. Y'all lost your virginity yet to a random stranger?. What other fun stuffs did you guy do?." Ever began to cough and choke and sniff at the same time. "Of course not. We aren't having sex with any rando except our mates. Right Ever?" More asked.

The tall guy smirked while saying those words. “You want a foursome ?! Bitch we aren't desperate to be laid tonight with bastards like you. I told you to let us go,, but you keep insisting. You hurt our beautiful wrists. Now you've ruined our plan to enjoy the babbar, why don't we try the one that makes us even more enjoyable. “ Nica said in a seducing manner. He put his face to the man's ear and turned to me. She eyed me a devious one, telling me to do what we think we need to do in this situation. Nica bit the guy's ear and kneed him in his groin.

So I denied myself for years. But desire had a way of slipping through cracks. When I grew older, I stopped being able to hold everything down. I would sneak out to brothels, slip into rented back rooms in private clubs… places where names didn’t matter and money bought silence. Sometimes I paid extra just to be certain the men I fucked kept their mouths shut. It was pathetic, maybe even sad, but it was the only way I knew how to breathe without setting my entire life on fire. And then I met Hunter. It happened at a club where men like us sometimes went to escape the world. He glowed under violet lights, unguarded in a way I had never once seen him before, and I was mesmerized.

“You like him.” She sits up so fast the screen blurs. “I do not!” “You do,” I say sweetly. “And I get it. He’s hot. Annoying as hell, but hot.” Lila groans again, burying her face in her pillow. “This was supposed to be fake. A joke. A way to survive high school without being invisible. Now it’s—ugh—I don’t even know what it is.”

FUCK! Not only had I fucked up once I had done it fucking twice… TWICE! Once during high school and then again on New Year’s Eve. I’m a piss poor excuse of a guy! “I don’t remember,” I confessed, my voice barely above a whisper. “I don’t remember any of it, Jenna.” And my heart broke, as I watched tears well up in Jenna's eyes, right before she looked away from me. As if she was unable to meet my gaze any longer. Because fuck me, here I was, doing nothing but flirt with her constantly, wanting to kiss her and make her mine forever, only to now find out that we had already kissed and I had forgotten her because I had been drunk… TWICE!

What in the entire hell just happened? I fucked up. Bad. Like really bad.

I whined, looking into his eyes. Aaron's eyes widened in shock as he realized something. “Fúck!! I'm so sorry, Babe. I completely forgot that it was your first time and I roughly handled you!!” He said, cupping my face in both of his palms. “You're saying like you have fúck before and know what rough fúck is.” I said, slightly pushing him away. “Do you think I have fúck before? With someone else?” Aaron whispered, looking into my eyes like he can see through my soul.

Seriously, every woman I bedded was like her. Although I need a fuck, I couldn’t help but think of my mate, and that made me go crazy. It was as if I were looking at her, so I kissed the woman hard and deeply; she responded the same. I don’t know my mate’s name, so I had no problem accidentally mentioning her name and ended up offending this woman. I didn’t want to be such a jerk when she was the one who was helping me find release.

Right there and then as his sex-hazed eyes bore into mine, I was reminded of the brutal fact that now resided in my chest, weighing me down like a slab of lead. I had stupidly fallen in love with him, the mafia boss, who was my accidental husband. Swallowing the bitter lump in my throat, I whispered, “Me too.” + THE NEXT MORNING Waking up, I found myself lying naked and alone beneath the grey silk bedsheet of Caruso’s king-sized bed. The instant I remembered that I had broken my abstinence streak, a heavy lump formed in my throat, as I suddenly felt a weight around my neck. Right.

I was not letting him see me when he asked for nudes, tried to convince me for video sex and I was glad that I did that. I wanted to trust my best friend. If she was saying that it happened accidentally then it happened accidentally. But my drunk brain compared to getting pregnant accidentally. I was laughing on my own stupidity. One can not just trip, fall on a dick and get pregnant. She too can not trip and accidentally give her heart to him. Everything has a process and they followed it knowing very well what they were doing. My drunk mind was smarter and declared that letter as bullshit. She knew she fucked up and giving excuses to me. Dating your friend’s ex was something I always despi