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For all the readers who think you aren’t loveable. I know you’ve hidden yourself away, you protected that spark deep inside your heart, the one that burns with the light of your true self. It’s time to let that spark ignite. The real you is exactly what the world needs.
Is that a baby donkey... wearing a purple and gold jersey?” “What? No.” I followed his gaze to the edge of the crowd where... “Holy shit, that is a donkey. In a jersey. With... are those wings?”
They think you’re the best thing since sliced bread,
What’s a heist without a little smut, you know?”
Tempest was apparently also tuning out, because she’d sneakily turned her Kindle back on. Oh, ho. Not only was this book a romance novel, it was a really fucking dirty one.
She moved her finger to flip the virtual page, but her hand froze when I leaned forward and whispered in her ear. “Wait a second. I’m not done with that page yet.”
Donkey McDonkface?”
Sir Brays-a-Lot? I grew up with a goose named Sir Honksalot.
“Eeyore 2: Electric Boogaloo?”
“Give me a hint. Wait, is it Shakespeare themed? Bottom? No, no, Donklet, Prince of Denmark?”
“Fernando Lamas?
“Flynn. One jackass in my life is enough.”
“Your life is definitely not full enough. I volunteer as tribute to help you fix that.”
“It’s Donkey Hoetee de la Donkey, isn’t it?”
Eeyore-udite?
“Sir Francis Bacon Bits? No wait, that would be better for a pet pig.”
Not like I was going to fall in love with her. Or her with me.
No, not at all 😂😂
“You know, it’s okay to not be fine sometimes.”
I found myself hoping I could make her laugh again before the hour was up. I was so screwed.
You are so whipped
I could think of a lot more fun things I’d like to do with Ms. Navarro. Under Ms. Navarro, between Ms. Navarro’s thick, thick thighs. Yeah. That was more like it.
Baby Donk doo doo doo doo da doo?”
😂😂😂
“And you’re doing that thing with your face.” I racked the bar and sat up. “What thing?” “That thinking thing.” He tossed me a towel. “The one where your forehead gets all scrunchy and you look constipated.”
“Enséñales cómo se dice ‘tiene el trasero increíble pero no tiene huevos.’”
she twisted the cap off and took several long gulps, just as much spilling down her face, down her throat, disappearing behind her shirt, but no doubt going right into that cleavage. Fuck, and now I was jealous of a bottle of water.
“I’m dead. This is my ghost. January whatever the day is will now be known as the true Dio de las Muertos. Please delete all social media immediately and find me in the afterlife.”
I don't know why but this makes me laugh so hard
“You’re just finally playing in her league instead of trying to get her to play in yours.” My Tempest was in a league of her own. And with her, I was playing in the pee-wees. But if there was one thing I knew how to do, it was up my game. Come class next week, I was going to be on the varsity get-the-girl team.
Sir Ass-tronaut’s
Our Tempest? When did I become our anything?
“Some of us have responsibilities beyond looking pretty and sacking quarterbacks.” “You think I’m pretty?”
Houdonkini,
Defensive training since I was five, and I was being outmaneuvered by a baby farm animal.
BadonkaDonk
What followed was five minutes of pure chaos as a baby donkey chased a dachshund around the KAT house lawn, with the entire Kingman family in pursuit. Except of course, Isak, who stood on the front steps recording the whole thing and laughing so hard he had to sit down.
“Anytime, my queen. Though next time, maybe we stick to smuggling something smaller and easier to hide... like chinchillas or oh, I know, let’s leave animals out of it all together and start a sex toys smuggling business.”
“Dildos and vibrators aren’t illegal, and I don’t think we need to smuggle them either in or out of a sorority house.” Hot damn. Now I was imagining her with a room full of a whole menagerie of sex toys. Fuck me. Was it hot in here?
“You have no idea, my queen.” The nickname slipped out without thought, inspired by her regal handling of the chaos. When her cheeks flushed pink, I decided to keep it.
chaos looks good on you, my queen.”
“I do the same thing when I’m writing fanfiction my brothers would be traumatized to read.”
“Just like I’m ‘just studying’ when I have six tabs of AO3 open.”
Fernando
“And what if I’m not flirting with you? What if every single thing I say and do, is because I genuinely like you and want to get to know you?”
“Cockblocked by a donkey. What do you even call that? Donkblocked?”
Before I could react, he pressed a quick, soft kiss to my forehead.
😍😍😍
Burrito Petito
But when his lips finally met mine, his beard brushing against my skin, that heat turned to pure lava.
they kisses!!! 😍
I gave her wink, but my eyes dipped down to her lips and back up, which was a mistake if I wanted to keep my zipper from creating a permanent imprint in my dick.
“I’m not saying I’ve got everything figured out,” I continued. “But I’m done pretending I don’t have feelings for you. That I’m not falling for you.”
She tasted like salt and sweetness, like everything I hadn’t known I was looking for, hadn’t known I needed. Everything I’d denied myself for too many years.
Good girl? Was he kidding me with the words straight out of the pages of my dirtiest scenes?
sweet storm of mine.”
Giiggling and kicking my feet 😍😍
