NaughtyLittleWriter
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The Play Boy's Doll
Romance Moans escape me, and I feel my eyes turn moist with pleasure as I hold his head to my breast with my left hand.
He keeps rolling his tongue over my nipple, and sucking it while slamming his long fingers deep into my pussy, and pulling them back out, only to repeat the action.
"Oh God, I'm gonna pee… "I cry out as I feel the tissues in my sex clench, and pressure build in my lower stomach. While Asher chuckles.
"That's not pee, dear. It's cum… "He replies, and I shut my eyes and arch my back as warm, satisfying fluid flows out of me, and to the ground beneath me.
I eventually open my eyes when Asher pulls his fingers out of me, and to my surprise, he takes his fingers that are now wet from my juice, up to his mouth, and licks them clean.
Causing my jaw to drop in shock, and I can't hold back my words.
"Don't do that… It's dirty… "I say, and he smiles.
"No part of you is dirty, Chelsea… "He replies, and I feel a flutter in my chest at his words…
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Asher Wayne is a billionaire's heir. A privileged son of a mightly rich man. He's in his third year in college, and is a fuck god who gets whatever he wants.
He gets whoever he wants in his bed, and has every girl around him falling for his good looks and loaded pockets.
Chelsea Perkins is an optimistic young, freshman who wants nothing but to make her mother proud, and make her father regret ever abandoning her.
What happens when somehow, a deal makes this little, goody two shoes find herself in the badboys bed? Sparks will be created, but will these sparks burn both or one of them badly, or will it turn into flames that will turn lust into love, and love into refined gold?
Would sex be just a part of a beautiful bond that will be created? Or will it commonize the entire relationship and be the sole purpose of their union?
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Aaron's lips curled, slow and cruel. "No, we're not."
"Friendship's too pure for this."
His hand slid to my waist, hot and claiming as he yanked me flush against him.
"Do friends kiss like this?"
He kissed me. Hard. Possessive.
"Or grab each other like this?"
A squeeze to my ass. A gasp.
"Or think filthy little thoughts?"
His breath burned against my ear. "Touch themselves to it?"
My cheeks flamed. My body betrayed me.
"Stop lying, Venus."
His voice was a growl.
"I feel it. Every time I'm near you."
I whispered, "But you don't even like me."
His smile was pure sin.
"I don't have to like you to fuck you."
Then the offer:
"Let's get it out of our system. No lies. No strings. Just truth."
He grabbed my chin, eyes lit with hunger.
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A whisper against my lips-
"I'll ruin you."
And God help me...
I wanted him to.
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