Novelas y relatos de Ib

Six-three, maybe two-twenty. ‘Six-two, two-ten, and he belongs to me,’ says Teri, locking arms with me, reinforcing her claim. Gloria chides Teri, ‘Girl, why are you sucking on bananas when the top banana is at your fingertips. C’mon girl. Show us how you do it.’

Building the foundation of something that felt genuinely sustainable. The leather of the couch was cool against my back, but everything else in the room was burning. Eli was a heavy, solid weight pressing me down into the cushions, his hands framing my face like I was the only thing in the world that mattered. I could feel the ragged rhythm of his breathing against my neck, a hot, steady pulse that matched the frantic drumming in my own chest. "You have no idea," he rasped, his voice vibrating deep in his throat. He pulled back just enough to look me in the eye, and the intensity there was staggering—a mix of raw hunger and something so fiercely protective it

The bench creaked slightly under us as he sat beside me, close enough that our thighs touched. His arm reached around me to adjust my posture just a little, and his voice lowered as he spoke. “Relax your hands,” he said. “Don’t hold tension in your fingers.” I let out a nervous laugh. “They’re shaking.” He chuckled, guiding my right hand gently. “Here. These are the home keys. Middle C, and the rest follow.” His fingers ghosted over mine, pressing them lightly onto the cool keys. “Like this?” He nodded. “Good. Now - press.”

It’s in my writing, IT IS IN MY WRITING but I didn’t write it. “How is this possible?” I ask as fear and panic threaten to take over, I start to sweat and start to see dark spots. Leo puts his hand on my arm. “It’s okay Nova” he says reassuringly “Take deep breaths. It’s okay”. I look into his eyes and it steadies me. He has warm chocolate brown eyes and they have always comforted me. When I fell as a child or just struggled with maths in my early teens his steady, warm gaze always centred me.

“ I’ve never seen her before!” “ bro she’s hot af!” “Ima try to slide in her DM!” “ wait a min, that’s that baby from the gas station, she bad in real life!” Capri could not help but blush at the compliments even though she would never acknowledge the way they spoke in slang. Never the least it was nice to hear that she still had it. Buster….. “Uh where you from, can I have your number?” Capri… “My names Jade and I’m not from here. My moms always told me don’t talk to strangers and besides your the wrong gender!”

Angel of the I-bet-he-knows-all-the-martial-arts-in-the-world-and-I-know-he's-a-close-friend-of-Gabe-but-he-lowkey-terrifies-me. She had power over that Angel. With his eyes still shut, he began to curse and mutter words in languages that was foreign to her ear. “Irene,” he called, then cursed. “Stop.” She raised an enquiring eyebrow. “Stop.” Then underneath his breath, “Goddammit.” Irene smiled, amused, “Can't handle it?” “I won't orgasm in that manner. If I do then you must have spent hours on your knees. I can't wait that

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Beep, beep, beep... Riley hit the snooze button on her phone. Five minutes later, the same annoying alarm sounded, and this time, she didn't ignore it. It was 6 A.M. and she knew she needed to shower and get ready for her breakfast date with Ethan. As she got out of bed and headed towards the bathroom, she heard her phone vibrate, so she ran over and grabbed it to see, "Good morning, beautiful. Meet me at the diner in town for 8?". She beamed and replied with a "heart emoji, see you then," text right back. She placed her phone back down and grabbed her towel, heading for the shower.

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“Don’t worry, love. I promise I’ll show you such a good time, you’ll forget you’re doing it in front of your sister.” “You get your hands off me, you—” “Be nice, Lisa,” James ordered. The vibrator rammed even faster into my pussy, my lower body stirring with that same intense heat all over again. “She’s still in denial about what she likes,” he continued. “We need to break her properly, Theodore.” With a click of a button, the vibrator jittered at its quickest speed. “Ouuu fuck,” I cried, that unwanted arousal wrapping itself all over me again.