WET DESIRES WITH MY KINGS

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. I parted my lips to speak, but no words came out. Shame and fear crawled

face toward him. My eyes met his, then dropped, widenin

he suddenly stepped back, like something inside me had shoved him away

tuttered, breath catchin

t him, breathing me in like I was the oxygen he needed to stay alive. His body shifted from col

tter how much I tried to hide it, my body

struggling against his gr

as dim and my vision was blurred from the al

road, solid chest. I bit my lower lip, embarr

speak, but his next

," he whispered, his deep vo

lfri

head. I tried to convin

ps?' I wondered silently, wishing somehow

e sure of that. He said I was too young t

is voice snapped me

sorry,

my girlfriend now.

like he already knew wha

e, and made me meet his eyes, even t

? Please. I promise I'll be gentle," he as

oat. I swallowed hard an

lips moving softly over mine. One hand rested

ith a stranger... Oh sorry, my first boyfriend. But to my surprise, every part of my bod

pulled me deeper into the kiss, licking the saliva a

his breath warm against m

first time," he murmured,

ed, eyes closed, my

top here

words I heard before

♧

ine. The scent of coffee filled the air. I knew imm

adn't touched me. I climbed out of bed and grabbed my worn-out handbag lying beside me. I headed

already, g

at me, calm, intense, breathtaking. I swear for

to believe it. He looked like someone straight out of a

d, every word struggling to come out. I pressed

maybe early thirties. His short dark wavy hair fell slightly over his forehead, still damp like he'd just

y felt warm. I've never considered myself short, but looking up

. Your new boyfrien

free, almost playful. But the man in front of me now looked cold, powerful

re my... boyfriend," the word felt heavy on my tongue. I still couldn't

night. I thought maybe

hair from my face, but I quickly st

touched me again... I knew I'd melt. And I wasn't rea

's probably looking fo

ain and lifted my chi

id with a faint smile, t

imagining it. I sa

that was about, but he t

again until we

end," he said, one hand on the wheel, t

," I r

illed the car until he st

get to see

me

found out I didn't come home last night

the door. He asked for my number, and I gave it

h his back to me, talking on the phone. The call was on s

st before this gets worse. Please...do somethin

I convinced myself I heard wron

. I'll deal with anyone who tries a

em. And bury them imme

years she claimed she hated my father; and he told me

y best frie

ng the negative thoughts out of my head. There was no way

d froze when he saw me standing behind hi