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Truth Being – (Chapter: I have her exactly where I want her)
I can’t see her face since my eyes are literally three centimeters from her breasts. It takes all the strength I have to not reach out and grab one while tweaking the nipple. Good thing I’m feeling pretty strong right now.
Her hips are gradually getting closer and finally she’s at the point where she’s basically just sitting in my lap. Fine by me.
She’s rolling her hips against my own, casually grinding our centers against one another. Holy shit. This is hot.
I find myself slowly rolling my own hips up to meet hers, trying to increase the friction. I’m so fucking wet right now. And by the feel of this Spencer Carlin look-alike, so is she.
All she really had to do was kiss me and I would probably come. I’m that fucking close to cumming right now, and she hasn’t even really touched me! This is so fucking hot. Seriously.
I still can’t see the stripper’s face. I’m damn sure she isn’t ugly.
Her four inch stilettos still perched next to my calves, I can feel her slipping down my body from all the sweat coming between us.
Her eyes are right in front of my own.
They’re a deep blue, not blue like the sky or blue like the ocean. Blue like an I-can’t-tell-you-how-beautiful-blue.
I’ve said that before, haven’t I?
I can feel her study my face as I’m thinking. I’m trying to place those eyes. I swear I know them. I swear I’ve memorized them. I swear I’ve fantasized about them.
Shit. I would know those eyes anywhere.
Staring me straight in the eye was none other than Spencer Carlin.
She recognized me. I could tell. Her eyes grew wide and turned a lighter blue. Not like a calm blue, but like an “oh shit I’m fucked blue.”
So I did the most awkward thing I could, cause you know, I’m Captain Fucking Awkward.
I held out my hand for her to shake it.
“Ashley Davies, at your service.”
She looked at me once, sheer fear written all over her face, and then tore out of the room at breakneck speed.
Well, that went well.
Looks like Ms. Perfect Spencer Carlin isn’t exactly perfect, now is she?
I know something that could ruin her. Her perfect little world, her perfect reputation, and get rid of her perfect little friends.
Truth being, I have her exactly where I want her.
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niiiiiice :)
Hahaha seems like someone got a little inspiration from my double shot. But reversed! Nice one. I’m loving how fast these updates are coming. PMS!
wow PMS like now
Wow. I’m really liking it. Very interesting in how Ashley can use this vital piece of information. pms!
hahahhahaha! nice one. although not exactly the best way to start a relationship…. go out w me or I tell your secret… LOL awesome job!
I love this dirty little not relationship of theirs, great up date pms right now!
dude no fuckin way. my mouth dropped when i read that the stripper was spencer. great job. update! now! …please
Heh! Nice one, can’t wait to see what happens when they’re back at school…or the next time they meet whenever that might be…can’t wait to find out! PMS!!