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Her hands fight for a hold on my back as her tits rub against my chest. Her eagerness, her willingness is going to send me over the edge. But I need to get her there first. “You want to come on this cock, Moya Roza?” “Please,” she begs, and I feel the plea in my dick. Next time she begs me, it’s gonna be from her knees. I move my mouth until my lips are just brushing against hers. “Please, who?” I demand. “Who am I?” She tries to pull me closer. “You’re my Roman .”

“ we need to stop- “ “ not tonight. Not anymore “ The dim lighting cast soft shadows, giving the space an intimate, almost surreal feel. Roman’s eyes bore into mine, filled with a mix of hunger and tenderness that sent shivers down my spine. My heart raced as Roman moved closer, his fingers brushing lightly against my cheek. Chills ran down my spine as I shuddered. Feeling nervous. “ I’ll make you mine, tonight ” he asked, his voice a husky whisper. I gulped seeing his eyes darkened with desire, determination, lust and ……… love. “ Roman ” I softly called his name, trying any possible thing to stop him. We both were different and we could never become one. “ ill be gentle as its your first ti

A piece of paper was tied to a rock, which had been thrown through the window. “Who the fuck sends messages like this.” I hissed as I bent down to pick the paper up. My hands as I untied the paper and read the message written on it: "Meet me in the woods tomorrow night, alone. I know what you did. -A friend" A chill ran down my spine as I read the words. Who could have written this? And how did they know about Damien's death? The voice in my head sneered, "A friend? More like an enemy, Raven. What have you gotten yourself into?"

The car was silent for almost a minute before Anthony started to speak. “The fourth rule shall be; us displaying public affection but being ourselves in private.” “PDAs? Like what?” “Hugging, holding hands, and kissing.” I almost choked on my spit at the last thing he said. He wanted to actually do romantic things in public, with me. “K-kissing?” Anthony nodded with a look as if I was supposed to know about the rule. “We will need to do those things in public to deceive people. People on social media are smart, babe. They can sense bullshit from just posting one word. I said this before, Sandy. So, yes. The fourth rule will be; romance in public, friendship in private.”

Lance was already planning on the things he wants to do at the mall. One afternoon, Charm asked me to go around with her before going home. She looked so sad and distracted. We went to the Square and checked out the new stores and ate pizza. She told me she broke up with Franco. They had a misunderstanding and she's not really very patient. I was upset. I really liked Franco. He seemed so dependable, kind, and smart. "I think I got bored. I was looking again for excitement. Our relationship just went through that comfortable phase." Charm picked on her food. I retorted, "He's such a nice boy. He is exactly what you need. I don't know what else you are looking for." I wanted to kick her. I

Shoot! "Love is indeed in the air." Maribella remarked before waving my book in front of the camera. "So, if you people haven't read this, if you haven't been in love, or if you just wanted to enjoy a good romance book then buy Rebecca's My high School Love Affair and it will make you fall in love with life." I shyly smiled and nodded my head. "Anyway…" Maribella's gaze went back to us and she was wearing this stare like when a journalist's curiosity was piqued. "Sir Ibarra, you did mention earlier that you are going to be a part of Rebecca's future, yes?"

HEY GUYS, I'VE DECIDED TO START POSTING LITTLE POEMS WHICH I WROTE DURING THE COURSE OF WRITING THIS STORY. I HOPE YOU LIKE IT. ROMANCE What is romance, yeah yeah yeah Where is romance Isn't it here? Is it a knight in shinning armor Can I ever see it? Can I ever experience it? I want my own romance With my most romantic fantasy Filled with dreams that May not come to pass But I can't stop fantasizing

Roman’s movements were jerky and desperate, and when she finally started to fall, he came right along with her. His breathing was as harsh as hers when she slumped against him to catch her breath. "You're right. I love to fuck you. I love how you taste. I love the sounds you make. I love how you respond to me," Roman said, still breathless. "But this isn’t just about sex.” She chuckled and lifted her head from him. “We’ve had sex in a garden and then your car in the middle of nowhere because we couldn’t wait to get home. It is about sex, Roman. But that’s okay. Other people don’t have what we have,” she said.

Celeste asked, making sure her horse was in check. "Not that I know nothing about all this.." Delphine chuckled sheepishly as Celeste nodded meaningfully. "I see the lord hasn't told you about this yet.." she stated, "I guess.." "Well our journey will be very rough and tiring," Celeste informed, staring at Moreau who climbed onto his horse as she admired him. "Do you love him?" Delphine asked, seeing Celeste's eyes were fixed on Moreau. "Who wouldn't, I just wished he felt the same way, but sadly his heart belongs to another woman" Celeste signed sadly.