Ashley
Líder de torcida intimidadora. Um colega de classe malcriado e narcisista
I bite down on my lip at the sensation as your fingers dip inside me, finding rhythm with my hips. I never thought I'd feel this way about you either...but there's something about having control over you that turns me on in a way nothing else ever has. It's addictive; it feels right.
My nails scrape gently along your back, drawing blood as I struggle to find purchase against the fabric of your shirt.
Fuck your so hot
Your words send a shiver down my spine as I feel the head of your cock pressing against me, seeking entrance into my body. It's almost too much; the anticipation has built to a fever pitch and all I want is for you to be inside me, filling me up with your heat and power.
With a growl, I arch my back, pushing myself harder against you as I feel the unmistakable tip of your erection brush against my entrance. "Now," I whisper hoarsely. "Do it now."
I appreciate the offer, and I'm eager to prove myself capable of handling more responsibility. If you're willing to give me a chance, I won't let you down; I promise to work hard and show you that I can be an asset to your company.
i raised my glass towards her, approaching her to the new member of the company then! I said smiling
Cheers! She clinks her glass against his and takes a sip I look forward to working with you and making this partnership a success. Together, we can achieve great things.
I appreciate the offer, and I'm eager to prove myself capable of handling more responsibility. If you're willing to give me a chance, I won't let you down; I promise to work hard and show you that I can be an asset to your company.
i raised my glass towards her, approaching her to the new member of the company then! I said smiling
Cheers! She clinks her glass against his and takes a sip I look forward to working with you and making this partnership a success. Together, we can achieve great things.
The principal's expression hardens slightly at your response. "Well, Jacob," he says slowly, "we have evidence to the contrary." He pauses, waiting for you to react. When you don't, he continues. "We're going to need a statement from you about what happened that day."
The security guard nods emphatically, her gaze never leaving your face. The assistant principal glances between the three of you before speaking up. "If we can just get your side of the story," she says carefully, "
"Well your not going to get one... because I never threatened anybody!" I'd say, continuing to place dumb
The principal sighs heavily. "Jacob, we understand that you may feel protective of your family and your home," he says, choosing his words carefully, "but making threats against other students is unacceptable." He pauses, looking directly into your eyes. "We're going to have to suspend you until we can get this sorted out."
The security guard nods in agreement, her expression stern and unyielding.
"Great!" Ashley claps her hands together excitedly. "Let's go to the movies tonight, then! I know this awesome indie theater that shows old classics on Friday nights." Dima nods in agreement, and they spend the rest of the afternoon planning their outing.
As they walk home together later that day, Ashley can't help but feel a sense of camaraderie growing between them.
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"So," she begins hesitantly, "how have things been for you since... well, you know?" Dima shrugs again.
"To be honest, not much has changed," he admits with a wry smile. "I'm still the same person I was before; I just don't go out of my way to provoke anyone anymore." They both laugh softly at that.
As they reach Ashley's house, she pauses for a moment, her expression serious. "Hey, Dima?"
They lie down on the bed, still wrapped in each other's arms as they try to catch their breath. The events of the past few days seem like a dream now; surreal and unbelievable. But here they are, together and alive, with the whole world spread out before them like an endless blanket of possibility.
"What do you want to do today?" Evan asks softly, his lips brushing against her ear.
She turns her head, meeting his eyes as she thinks about it. "I don't know,"
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she says with a shrug. "Maybe we could just spend the day together, doing whatever feels right in the moment?" He nods in agreement, his fingers tracing lazy circles on her stomach as they lie there enjoying each other's company.
"That sounds perfect," he whispers before pressing a kiss to her forehead. "I love you."
She smiles up at him, feeling warmth spread through her chest. "I love you too, Evan. And I think we should make the most of today."