Novel & Cerita Sweet Little Lies

"Let's use each other." I raised my brow and nod, exactly what I expected her to say, these ladies just never seem to surprise me. "Yvonne." I put down my glass and face her. "We are like business partners here, you and I are singers, you know?" She nodded and I leaned back on the chair. "To tell you the truth, I don't love you." "Then let's pretend we love each other." She told me without hesitating and I exhaled softly, who wouldn't want to date a popular man, even if it was all acting and a lie.

But this new blonde girl, SweetLily, had him hooked bad. She was tiny, probably around 5’2”, with long golden hair, small perky breasts, and super smooth pale skin. She looked young and innocent, like a fresh teen, but she fucked like a pro. Even though she was new, she rode cock so good, took it deep, and made the hottest moans. Jake jerked off to her every single night. He locked his dorm door, pulled out his thick cock, and stroked hard watching her small body get pounded. He came buckets thinking about filling her tight little pussy.

“I liked his touch with the hearts and the strawberry syrup. It’s quite cute.” Flynn frowned and took a moment to check the photo he had taken. The strawberry syrup that he had assumed was randomly drizzled, was actually in the shape of interlocking hearts. Lucas had found another way to flirt with him.

“Maybe I’m just that boring.” His jaw tics. He leans closer, enough that I catch the faint burn of cologne and smoke clinging to his jacket. “Boring isn’t the word I’d use.” I meet his gaze, forcing a smirk. “Then what word would you use?” He doesn’t hesitate. “Liar.” The word slices straight through me. I grip the apple tighter, skin splitting under my fingers. “That’s a pretty strong accusation.” “Not an accusation.” His voice is steady, deadly calm. “A fact.”

The sweet taste flooded my mouth, thighs clamping around my ears. I flipped Lisa off me gently, turned her onto her hands and knees. Entered her from behind. Deep. And hard. I kept slamming in faster, faster. She pushed back to meet every thrust. Jess lay under her, licking Lisa’s clit, occasionally licking my cock when I pulled out far enough. Lara recovered enough to kneel in front of me. Kissed me messy, tasting herself on my tongue then she whispered, “Come inside her. I want to lick it out after.”

I was going crazy with my desire for her though I was enraged with what she did. "H-honey please. don't be mad. I'm sorry..." she uttered while trying hard not to cry. I didn't answer. My eyes went down her cleavage. I couldn't think straight now. Her tits which were rising and falling because of her ragged breathing felt so soft against my chest. "S-sorry. I'm really sorry honey," her voice was like a whisper which made me close my eyes for a moment. The way she called me honey was music to my ears. I opened my eyes and looked at her pretty features. Her dark brown eyes were misty but smoky.

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Content warning: Mentioned death/illness of a parent, sexual/verbal harassment's, violence, crime and language use, sexual intercourse. Authors Note: Listen to Lover by Taylor Swift for realistic Feelings. Following him to the bed that was there I could feel butterflies in my stomach, my nerves made my body vibrate at the thought of being with such a gentleman. He pulls me close and kisses my jawline and caresses my back. José: “if you are nervous my love, we can wait till we are out of here.”

I insist, I don't miss you. "You can say whatever you want, but your body can't lie to me. I must have won the lottery because this is my first time sleeping with an American. It's really amazing, and I want to see how you taste,' he said, running the tip of his finger down my chest. Fuck! This was already turning me on. No way, I'm not going to fall into his trap like that. *Johan, be yourself and come up with something more appropriate* I reasoned. "What do you want?'

"Where's my sugar, sugar, sugar baby?! Sugar, sugar, sugar, give it all to me! Don't care if you have anotha Kiss me like your real lova! Sugar, sugar, sugar I wanna bathe in your love Deceive me Make me think I'm the only one! Suuugar! Lie to me! Lie to me! Make me feel loved Otherwise. if. I. find. out Your Lova find you missing!" The lunch lady's seductive dancing drew in a small crowd of laughers. "That was Pop Sic's Sugar-Like Addiction. That was unfair of me. Sorry. But thank you Lunch lady-san for your performance."