Play Head Over Heels Novels & Stories

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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."

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.

Adrian asked in a voice laced with desire. "Yes... fuck me hard, baby," Heather pleaded in a sultry voice. That was all the permission Adrian needed. He pulled out of Heather's core before slamming into her again. Holding her hips, he began to pound in and out of her love cave at an impossibly fast speed. Soon, the top of the staircase was filled with lewd screams that would leave oblivious people blushing.

She wanted to go over the edge at the window. "Ok." He pulled away from Chloe and swatted Heather's ass which was still up in the air as she remained where he'd left her quietly watching and playing with herself. "Show her." Heather got up and ran across the room throwing her shoulder into the glass. "It's shatterproof glass. Top of the line guaranteed never to shatter."

I pressed play one more time, and the tension in my jeans told me everything I didn’t want to admit. Heather was right, Adele Langford was trouble, the kind that sank its hooks into you and wouldn't let go, but fuck if that didn't make her irresistible. I wore my headphones to have better sound, the slower remix of my track pulsing through the headphones clamped over my ears, the vibration settling deep in my chest and lower still. She moved like liquid sin, hips rolling in a rhythm that matched the throb building in my cock. No desperation here, just pure, unfiltered seduction, her skirt hiking up as she dipped low, thighs parting just enough to hint at the heat between them.

They didn’t even bother whether they live or die at all. However, Demrid knelt before such an omega, touching her feet to make her wear the special heels. My heart was thundering in my chest as this stunner of the century compromised my thinking power. In a hurry, I got up, disregarding the fact that the heel was still on. The disaster was bound to happen! As a result, my foot twisted, and I lost my balance. My heart hitched in my throat as I fell backwards. “Mommy!” As I tripped, Hayley screamed to alarm me. But it was too late. I was unable to stabilize my weight swiftly. The only thing left was to brace myself for the impact!

She clutched her head and lie down on the bed again, gritting her teeth to the pain she was feeling. “Ah…!” She tried not to let the others hear her groans, but it was very painful. [Inhale, exhale! Don’t faint! Jade, come to your sense!] “Ugh…! Ah! It’s… pain… ful…!” [Come on! Listen to me!] ‘Heather’s’ voice was worried about her. Jade was still her head until she blacked out. She can still hear ‘Heather’s’ voice shouting her name.

The hard mouth twisted in a small smile and Alanis thought she detected approval in his narrowed eyes as he crossed his arms and leaned lazily against the cream linen-covered wall behind him. “You're very petite…” he said softly as his gaze wandered over her, from the top of her mass of curly strawberry blonde hair, tied high on her head in a restrained knot from which the odd tendril curled tightly, down to her small feet wearing expensive Italian leather heels that were nevertheless wonderfully comfortable and practical for a busy day like this one had been. “Is that why you keep all that marvelous hair balanced on your head like that?” “Not at all,” she replied quickly. ‘Keep calm… Don't