Novel & Cerita Play Head Over Heels

She slipped against the leather as she strained towards Nancy. ‘Don’t stop. God, don’t stop,’ she murmured, hardly knowing what it was that she was pleading for. She felt the pleasure pooling, building. Someone had put a tape on. Sound crashed onto her. The throbbing music filled her ears. Trent Reznor singing ‘Head like a Hole’. The light from the bullet beams blinded her. Her senses were running on overload. She smelled cigarette smoke, the tang of leather, Nancy’s perfume, her own arousal — salt and musk. There was nothing, no one in the world, except herself and Nancy.

Shawn called once the helicopter was in the air, but not yet at maximum altitude. Meanwhile, Caramel was suddenly attacked by a sense of panic. Her body stiffened for a moment. Because this is the first time she's been on a helicopter. Until for a moment her mouth was locked tightly. Even so, curiosity made Caramel glance down a little. There, the skyscrapers seem to shrink in size, and look shiny. The beauty of the night sky stretches widely, thus forming an extraordinary panorama. Unknowingly, Caramel bit her lip, she was amazed by what she saw.

Mouths to seal. And the favorite in my list, eyes to pluck for looking at her the wrong way. I couldn’t count how many blind men tge world had gained this past week. Velrose had warned me to tone it down. But on the other side, it wasn’t my fault that they were perverted men in that company glancing at someone who would never belong to them. Or standing close to her even. Currently on my list, was Kael Sorren. He was over doing it. And with the playboy’s past records, I knew he had his sights set on her. How bold of him.

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"Why are you panicking? Once it drops below 1000, it'll detonate right on top of her. Studying is basically a death wish." My blood ran cold. But my sister looked thrilled. "If she gets blown up, she deserves it. Who told her to start studying and mess with my head?" Staring at the falling number, my mind raced. I had to find a way to fool this thing, and fast. I spent the next hour trying everything. No matter what I did, the moment I engaged with any study material, the score kept dropping. When it hit 1000, it flashed a violent, warning red.

Harley's POV Chelsea pulls me back before I can get to the door. The action almost makes me trip and fall but I get my balance quickly and turn to her with a frown on my face. "What was that for?" I question with the frown still etched on my face. This is the first time I am wearing heels this high and I am trying to move with them with ease. I need to play my role perfectly well so no one will suspect a thing. She covers her mouth with her two hands in surprise and her eyes wide open. "I'm sorry."

“I thought the alcohol was playing tricks on me. I can smell her weak scent from one of these stalls.” I keep my knees pressed against my chest. Palms glued to my lips. Each breath is measured. “Are those red heels?” Shit. Shit! I forgot the damn red heels. I’m so fucked. “Eavesdropping is a bad habit, little lady,” one of them slurs loudly, and I know he is referring to me. “Step out this moment and we’ll go easy.” “You really think she would come out? What if she’s drunk or dead?”

His eyes were wide with panic as I leaned over him, my fingers curling into the short scruff of black hair as I lifted his head, pressing my cheek against his, my lips brushing against his ear. "You're playing my game now, Sweetheart."

she insisted while he wasn't letting her down. "I want a kiss first," he smirked. She blew the air from her mouth to make her hair in front of her face to blow them away and leaned her head towards his lips to give a peck. " Fine, I am done now. Put me down," she said demanding this time. He giggled and landed her safely in the ground. Heidi :

The jukebox seemed to stop the moment Aimee entered the bar, several heads turned towards the door, and she could hear some poorly covered gasps. Yes, ladies and gents, the wild child has returned, she thought to herself, proudly raising her head and looking at each member, daring to stare at her directly in the eyes.