Levi Ackerman As Your Boyfriend Novels & Stories

It felt so incredibly wrong to do this, but the crazy adrenaline made it feel completely explosive inside my body. "I am sorry for being so low on energy all through school hours," Brenna apologized sincerely over the phone. "I was just super stressed about the dance committee and Talia was totally annoying me. I took my bad mood out on you." "It is completely fine," Jeremy said. He pushed into my tightest spot and just stayed there for a long second to torture me. "Don't worry about it at all, Brenna." "You are literally the best boyfriend ever," Brenna said cheerfully. "You are so sweet and understanding."

When they parted, Avery rested her forehead against his again, her fingers playing idly with the collar of his shirt. “So… we’re really doing this?” she asked, a hint of playful wonder in her tone. “Boyfriend, girlfriend, the whole official thing? Labels and everything?” Levi’s smile was small but certain, his arms tightening around her just a fraction. “We’re really doing this.” Avery laughed—soft, happy, the sound wrapping around them both like a blanket. “Good. Because I already told Jamie we’re official and he’s planning a celebratory dinner next weekend. He said if we say no he’ll cry dramatically in the middle of the restaurant and blame us for emotional damage.”

I saw the smirk form at the corner of Leo’s mouth. I can’t believe she’s still trying to get him to like her. Doesn’t she know he’s engaged? I really shouldn’t be judging I’m not a saint in all of this. Sleeping with my professor who is my best friend’s fiancé. But I couldn’t help the jab that left my mouth. “You know he’s engaged right? He must have told you cause it’s all he talks about to any of his students” I smile mockingly. I was been a bitch but I was jealous so cut me some slack. “Asides the course of course, because he’s a very good professor. Everybody likes him” I add awkwardly.

“Riley?’’ Her tone sharpened, impatience creeping in. “It wasn’t. He wasn’t part of an act… or theatre.’’ “Then, who is he?” Three different answers flashed through my mind in seconds. And somehow, I chose the worst possible one. “He’s my boyfriend.” The words hung there. Heavy. Wrong. I mentally cringed, a full-body internal facepalm. How did I even get there? Silence stretched on the other end of the line. “Mom?” “You never told me you had a boyfriend.” Her voice turned colder. Hurt. Controlled.

My pussy fully exposed to him. Only Liam is not my boyfriend. Actually I'm worse that girl. I'm the side piece that sneaks around in the night with her best friend's cousin's boyfriend. He licked my clit until it was so swollen I felt it throb in my chest. He fingered me slowly making me cum over and over. With every orgasm I could feel my body release so much tension I collapsed and fell asleep when he finally let me breathe. I closed my eyes and sleep hit me like a derailed train.

Since then, we'd lived with Chester's mother, Frida Sherman. While I didn't exactly have a good relationship with Frida, my busy work schedule had helped keep our interactions minimal. I always thought of it as a blessing in disguise. That continued until recently when Frida found herself a boyfriend, Bryson Ewing, and brought him home. Her son was already married, and she herself had been widowed for years. Considering her age, one would expect her new boyfriend to be someone of a similar standing. Yet, she defied expectations by dating a man ten years younger than her.

"Oh, I'm sorry that I'm not pretty enough for you, is that why you left me in the cabin stranded?" I glared at him, folding my hands around my chest. "No, that's not…" "Babe, what are you doing outside?" I heard Hanna's voice from out the hallway before I saw her. "Oh, I see you've met each other." Hannah said. "You know him?" I frowned. "Yes, this is my boyfriend, Colleen and Collen, my roommate, Allison." She smiled I blinked, trying to make sense of what she'd just said. "Nice to meet you,"

Leon brushed his fingers across my collarbone tauntingly, sending a shiver through my body. He went on, "If you leave me, can you even accept anyone else in your life? Can anyone else satisfy you like I can?" I swatted his hand away and said calmly, "That's none of your concern." He was about to say more, but I reached out and smoothed his collar while saying evenly, "Leon, you probably don't know me well enough. I would never go back to an ex."

Surprise flashed across his eyes, and the words he had prepared died in his throat. “What did you say?” he asked almost reflexively. “I said alright,” I repeated. “Since it’s all a mistake, let’s just forget it. Thank you for bringing me over. I need to get back to campus.” After that, I turned to leave. However, he grabbed my wrist and stopped me. “Samantha Kane.” There was a thread of fear in his voice as he called out to me in a low voice. “What’s with this attitude? Haven’t you been looking for your family all this time? You’re just going to give up so easily after I said they’re not your family?”

Loving my boyfriend's best friend was one of the greatest feelings I had always wanted to get rid of. Harry never looked at me the way Shawn did but as a sister and a friend. So I decided to stick to that but every time I look at him, I'm unable to control these strange feelings I have for him. I know it's wrong to have these feelings for him but honestly, he was the first boy I would ever love. Shawn was second. I thought Harry leaving for England will help matters but now he's back and I know the worst is bound to happen.