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“Don’t let the fear you carry become so heavy you don’t live.”
The dark, scowling asshole. The iPad-wielding nerd. The huge, tatted emo boy. The gruff, gorgeous jock.
“Stop fucking around and lick it like a good boy. I want to come, then I need to see what you’re packing.”
“You really don’t know what you’ve gotten yourself into with us, do you, Hot Girl?”
Damn. He’s got it bad. We all do, in our own way, I guess.
“I want you. He wants you. The only question now is, what do you want?”
Fresh mint and sugar cane: clean, sweet, and so deliciously Locke.
“I want you, Nicholas Lockewood. I want you so bad I ache. I want you
“Look how pretty you look riding me like you own me.”
Stop it, I silently admonish. I’m not going to slut shame myself. I love sex. We used protection. I don’t have to ask permission to have consensual relations with another adult.
