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With that, Kristen turned off the reward function. However, there were still sharp-eyed netizens who found that the top consumer on the fanlist was actually "Woof Aloof." [Hmm, is that true? Is Superior Queenie interacting with the broadcast room viewers?] [No way, are they really good friends in real life?] [Two days ago, I saw a fan write their coupling novel. I didn"t expect that the couple I like is true!] ... Kristen looked at the comments on the bullet screen. She wanted to explain but felt that it was unnecessary. Forget it; let them misunderstand.

“He’s really good in bed. Like… dangerously good. Like ruin-you-for-other-men good.” Tia cackled so loud Jasmine had to muffle the phone with a pillow. “I cannot believe you! Miss ‘I’m just going to have a chill summer’ ended up getting railed by her brother’s firefighter best friend! Girl, you’ve been living in a whole fanfiction this whole time!”

She bent slightly, anticipating him, but he only grabbed her throat lightly, leaned in close, and whispered, “I can't.” She shoved him off with a frustrated moan and stormed back to the underground in silence. “Fuck,” Rafael muttered under his breath and walked off. He knew Fiona was angry, clearly, visibly furious. And as he ascended the stairs, Rafael couldn’t help but think about how to fix the situation. Fiona had been a great asset to the gang, and though he didn’t regret refusing her this time, he also understood how much she'd given and how personal rejection could fuel her rage.

And Ryan had 'hearted' and left sweet comments on each post as usual, earning the dramatic swooning and support of our fans in the comment section. 'Ma Chérie' He had commented in French with some heart emojis, which meant 'My Darling', causing my fans to go crazy with glee about the way he always compliments and supports me. Hmmm! If only they knew.... This time, I couldn't tell if this was also acting or not as memories of our last kiss a week ago came to my mind. "I can't be friends with someone I'm trying so fuckin hard not to fall for!" I blushed at the memory as I wondered what prompted me to make such an open confession.

“And get ready to fight me when she’s done.” “Why don’t you fight someone your own size, Stan?” Ryan chuckled, swiping his keycard. “I’m not a fighter.” “What are you?” Stan couldn’t let that go. “A lover?” “I knew he would ask that.” Philip groaned, turning to glare at his friend. “Put a sock in it, Stan,” Jeremy growled as he watched his mate’s neck turn pink with colour. Ryan stared at Jeremy who stared right back. Neither needed words. Their hunger for each other clearly blazed in their eyes. “See you guys later.” Ryan croaked and then quickly entered his room.

then his cheeks reddened and he began to avoid her eyes. He was blushing again… “As you know...I’m a really big fan,” Rain genuinely found it fascinating that a man as big and scary looking as Aldo would read her romance books and actually end up becoming a fan of hers. Not many people knew about Rain’s books as she was just starting out but the few fans she had, she cherished because they pushed her to be better.

Stars explode behind my eyes; my cock leaks steadily, hips thrusting into his hand. “You’re acting like a virgin bottom,” he says, pulling back to watch my face. “What happened to you?” “Does it matter?” I gasp, grinding down on his fingers, chasing that electric buzz. My internal conflict rages, I’m a woman in a man’s body, living my BL dream, but as the uke? Fangirl me is thrilled, but this isn’t canon!

***Authors note*** So, Tank is super annoyed by what has happened to his sister? Do you think he’s right- is it Ryan’s fault? Let me know what you think. As always, follow me on Facebook, R L Dickinson, for spoilers on upcoming chapters! Xoxo

Nothing brought me greater joy than seeing him fume at our connection. "Sorry, Phillip, I will do better next time." She said, looking at me, a soft smile spread on her lips. I reached forward, letting her relax into my touch. Sparks calmed my anger as I looked at her. She sighed in content at my touch. The look on her face made me angry did she look at him like that? If that is how she reacted to his touch before mine. It had been a few years since we mated, but I still couldn't get the thoughts out of my head. I obsessed over it, over how undeserving and ungrateful the scumbag was. I ripped my hand away from her. A low growl ripped through my chest, causing Rachel to flinch. "You better."

My sister frowns, falling back into her seat, her arms crossed over her chest. I laugh, ignoring how pissed this is getting her. “Okay, serious talk Justin Bieber, what do you like about this annoying creature here?” I ask, nodding towards her. “Umm, well sir...” he begins, turning to her, his cheeks flashing red. “ I don't like anything about her, I love it all. Rachael is a remarkable person, she's nothing like anyone I've ever met, she seems like a good book that makes me sad after I'm done reading it because it's fiction.