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My voice sounds small and broken, but saying it out loud makes my pussy throb again. He smiles, pleased. “Good girl.” He rises and pulls me by the hair to a new spot. A low metal frame with rings at each corner. He locks my wrists and ankles to the rings so I’m on all fours, back arched, ass up high like an animal. The position makes me feel even more exposed.

"It seems a bit complicated. There was a slight pause, he continued. “I'm engaged to Isabella, but I have a child with her sister who I happen to have a one night stand with, and I just found out about it.” Isabella now knows that I had a one night stand with her sister Sharon and am caught between them. I have no idea what to do. Alex let out a long moan. "Man, that's a tough place. But let me ask you this: Who would you like to be with?” Davis halted momentarily before he could respond.

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Goose meowed from the couch, clearly in agreement. By the time we headed out, my stomach was a mess of butterflies and caffeine. Ace drove us to the little indie bookstore downtown, the same one where I used to browse the romance shelves and daydream about my name sitting next to authors I loved. Now, those same shelves held Meow Me Twice, right there, spine gleaming under the display lights. I froze when I saw it. “That’s me,” I whispered, half to Ace, half to the universe. He slipped his hand into mine, squeezing gently. “That’s you,” he said. “Told you it’d happen.”

But this is not the vibe I want, so I drag Alex by his hand to the dance floor, put his hand around my waist, and ask him to follow my lead. He wants to leave, but I refuse to let him and wrap my hand around his neck while our faces are just a few inches away from each other. We lock eyes as we move our bodies to the music's rhythm, and I let out a small smile, which he returns. Suddenly, I feel a shift, and our faces start moving closer to each other. I can feel his breath on me. It definitely wouldn't hurt to just have a taste of his lips right now, so I decide to give it a shot.

It was this stupid thread in my chest that tied me not only to my love but to other people who I don’t even freaking know, let alone should care about at all. I felt fucking stupid. I shoulder open the metal door to the bookstore which was located in the same building as the dining hall. The bookstore consisted of everything we’d need for a successful school year. Which included the backpack Xaden had gotten for me. There were also journals, notebooks, pencils, erasers, and oddly enough, art supplies. I didn’t even know art was a class that could be taken here. There were also small ‘emergency wands’, first aid kits, fur coat shine, claw buffers, crystal balls, and tons of different charms,

Hе prеssеd tеndеr kissеs along thе slеndеr column of hеr throat, his touch infinitеly gеntlеr than thе brutal possеssion that had prеcеdеd it. Sarah trеmblеd in thе circlе of his еmbracе, hеr mind a roiling vortеx of conflicting еmotions. Shе had crossеd a linе tonight, had givеn hеrsеlf ovеr to tеmptations and dеsirеs that could nеvеr bе takеn back or undonе.

He was Andre Steele… the school bad boy and he was talking to me! Me! The original Maia Hollywood! As cliché as it sounds, yes the school nerd and bad boy met each other and like any other cliché book you have read so far I was smitten by him. Very attracted in an unexplainable way. “So…” he began. “Where were you rushing out to? You seemed in a hurry.” It was then I recollected my thoughts. I was suppose to be in class ten minutes ago. “Shot! Thank very much for saving me but I have to go,” I gathered my books which had fallen to the floor. I feel him before I can hear him… he reaches out to caught my wrist but I was alright out of the scene.

Very prince-like. "Well Edward, would you like to borrow my book? I've already finished the essay." When he shook his head I just sighed lightly and began scribbling the Cinquain poem for extra credit. "Well if you need it... it's here." I mumbled lightly, doubting he could even hear me. You're just annoying him. Chill out.

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