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He smiled and I shook my head "It's okay I-" "Please." He ruffled my hair and give back my money "Thank you." I said and he nodded "Here try it." He gave me one slice of kimbab. Oh this is good! "This is really good!" My eyes widen "It is." I picked a slice and gave it to him. He munched and I chuckled "Here." "Don't lovey dovey on my stall, I'm single and I'm sad." Said Sinhyuk and we both laughed and Jake take our plate of Kimbab and lead the way again.

Phewwwww. Snapchat, a very dangerous social… can be both exciting and damning at the same time. One minute you’re just casually snapping a girl you matched with, trading innocent pics, and the next thing you know you’re balls-deep in pure adrenaline and lust, risking getting caught just to feel her body surrender to you. Imma tell you about one of the most intense, mind-blowing times. Her name was Precious ..a thick, dark-skinned beauty with the kind of curves that haunted my dreams. Full, soft tits that strained against every top, a round ass that jiggled just right when she walked, juicy thighs I wanted wrapped around my head, and those big, innocent-looking eyes that turned devilish the s

We both got excited by that and knew we'd both have fun doing it again that night. Over the next few weeks we memorized that magazine and shared the books. Old 70's smut fiction wasn't very good but to innocent teens it was the most exciting thing ever. We'd had a few sleepovers and she'd bring the magazine with her and we'd swap the books back and forth. By this time we'd given up being shy and would openly play with our nipples through our tops as we read and talked about "would you?" situations. I was thrilled doing this with her watching and doing it too. (to this day I love mutual masturbation without touching each other, just watching and being watched and talking about it!) The next w

And there she was — Professor Mia Cromwell — bent over, trying to gather the scattered books, her pencil skirt hugging her ass in a way that made my cock twitch. I crouched down beside her and helped pick them up, handing her the stack with a small smile. “Here you go, Professor,” I said, my voice low. “You seem a little… distracted today.” Mia took the books from me, cheeks flushing that beautiful shade of pink I was quickly becoming addicted to. Her fingers brushed mine for a brief second, and I felt the spark of the mate bond shoot through both of us. She pulled back quickly, clutching the textbooks to her chest like armor.

Absolutely not. Furious that I left my phone, laptop, and speaker downstairs, I find myself with nothing to do. Do I have the patience for reading? No. Am I in the mood to read? Also no. Do I have anything else to do? Another no. Sighing deeply, I grab a book, plop down on the bed, and start reading my smutty novel. Smut is probably the last thing I should be reading right now, but it's the only thing available. And honestly, who doesn’t like smut?

She lifts it to look at it then looks up at me. "Smut slut?" she asks. I chuckle a little and nod. "That's what's kind of embarrassing. The type of book it is. When we first showed up, we thought it was a fantasy war kind of book. Turns out, it's smut." I say. "What's smut?" she asks. "A uh... descriptive romance. Literary p**n. Cliterature, if you will." I say with a grin. I watch as she processes my words, her face going from scrunched and confused, to surprised until a wide smile splits across her face.

She smiles when something works out for somebody else. She cries when a character dies she’s reading about, and she loves those sex books she calls smut. That’s why she had ordered a lot with Steph before she disappeared. “You know what? I have an idea,” I say and pull up something on my phone from when she ordered things through the app. I notice one of her favorite authors is there on the list, and I decide I know what to get her. I can’t help but smile. I think I will try to do it differently.

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