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The Bad Boy and The Sheriff’s Son . Chapter 33: perhaps for the best . Jordan hated how he felt, he hated how he felt clingy and desperate, and he hated how angry and upset he felt. School was a distraction but a bad distraction when all he wanted to do was run away and Shawn and Anna were a pain in the ass with their perfect relationship.

( Book is currently ongoing and available only on Good novel. 2. Depressed ( love yourself ): A unique book on learning to love oneself and building strong self-esteem... Also a book on Self-discovery. ( Book is still ongoing and is Available on N******t but coming soon to Good novel. ) 3. My True friend: A book about, Two girls who loved and cared for each other to the extent that they were ready to put their lives at risk for the other. ( Book is completed and is available on Good novel, W******l, and Inknitt. )

And the worst kind of person. The school’s infamous bad boy—the one with the dangerously charming smirk, a reckless attitude, and a reputation so notorious that even teachers sigh in exhaustion at the mere mention of his name. He smokes behind the gym, gets into underground fights, and, if the rumors are true, has even been in illegal car races. There’s even speculation that he once killed someone. And yet, despite all that, girls still line up to throw themselves at him. Jessica included, apparently. But Jack Carter isn’t just a bad boy with a pretty face—he’s also a hockey prodigy.

My thighs kept pressing together under the desk, still tender from yesterday’s orgasm in Professor Black’s office. The book he’d given me felt like a brand in my bag. I had read every marked passage last night, my fingers buried deep in my pussy the entire time, coming over and over while his sharp red notes stared back at me. “Pay attention to the mask.” “What breaks first?” “Guilt is desire wearing velvet.”

It wasn’t like she was his girlfriend. He tried to read a book but slammed it shut as he couldn’t focus on anything right now. He kept thinking about Ryan and Amelia, spending time together, alone. What were they doing right now? He wondered. “Hey, Nate!” he looked up as he heard Amanda call him. “What’s up?” he asked. Amanda approached him quickly. She was one of the most popular girls in his school. She had a head full of reddish blonde hair and bright blue eyes. Most guys had a crush on her because she had a great body and a beautiful face. Superficial bastards.

Oh my sexy Lizzy has gone bad, The good girl has now gone bad and I love her bad side, 'Aww my baby is doing it so damn well even more good than the damn whore who seduced me here today, Ohhhh this is so good, I don’t want this moment to end, my baby took me to her down throat as I immediately poured all my seed inside her which she swallowed immediately, leaning back my sexy has gone real bad and I am loving that her bad side so much, making her sit on my laps as I started kissing her so deeply. I shifted her nightie and started fingering her as she was so damn wet, my sexy girl is wet for me, f**king her so fast and hard with my fingers, she released once before leaving her and telling her

All I knew was that I already liked this guy because he was adopted, just like me. I immediately got to work on my new book. It was about a bad boy and a good girl whose entire relationship was just focused on how great the s*x was. Even though I enjoyed these stories, I always rolled my eyes inwardly and insulted the girls for their lack of judgment. Why would some guy whose whole game was breaking countless women’s hearts suddenly change because he fell in love with some woman who was ‘not like other girls?’ And then he would do some dumb sh*t to hurt her but she’d eventually forgive him because his actions were as a result of trauma from his childhood. The story would eventually end at th

Because I know that my panties are soaked, and I know that the two powerful, dangerous, dangerous men pinning me to the table with their filthy words melting through my ears could see it. “Bad, bad girl,” Xavier purrs, moving into me and making a tsking sound. I whimper, feeling that thick bulge in his pants pressing into me and feeling his teasing breath on my neck. “And you know why I think we’ve got ourselves a bad girl?” he growls into my ear. I whimper and purr, taking a stuttered breath. “Because good girls don’t get messy wet panties when they get locked in a room with two bad, bad men. A good girl’s pussy wouldn’t get all slick and wet when those two bad men promise to make her their

For one, Gabriella had extraordinary looks, her beauty entranced anyone who saw her especially the male folk; two, Gabriella had the perfect sexy shape she admired; three, Gabriella was an angel, the sweetest person on Earth, except to her; and all three characteristics was what she wanted in herself. She was beautiful, she knew and she appreciated it, used it to her advantage; she had a sexy shape, she knew, maybe not as good as Gabriella, but she appreciated it... But she wasn't sweet, she wasn't an angel, she was a beasr, a beast that hunted men for her own selfish pleasures, a beast that was rebellious to her own parents, a beast that looked down on others secretly to fuel her own pride

"Max___!" "Fool me once, shame... Fool me twice, shame on me. Fool me thrice, b*tch, I ain't your kid! I won't be carrying your cross the entire f*cking time. I'm f*cking done being your get-away card! Whatever it is the two of us had, it's f*cking done!" "But___"