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I Am A Bad Girl part 3
This banquet hall is so beautiful, with high golden ceilings, Victorian woodwork around the walls. There are simple yet gorgeous tables decorated around the room. He led me to our table while stealing us two glasses of champaign off a passing tray. He has a rule about me drinking, but I’ve never broken it. I’m not much of a drinker only a few glasses of wine or champagne on special occasions. We sit for a little while to settle in before making the rounds through his business partners. No one here knows the nature of our relationship, to them we are just in a normal relationship living together. They have no idea I am just his toy.
By collette_235 years ago in Filthy
Shards Of Being: Ch. 10
SOPHIA “It’s me, Sophia.” Joseph’s voice on the other side of the door forced me to swallow hard. Damn it. What the hell was I supposed to say to him? Hey, I only kissed you that night at the beach to make my dead boyfriend jealous. No hard feelings, right?
By Sharlene Alba5 years ago in Filthy
JUST FOR ME-Fanfiction-Ch*16 (Decisions)
Taehyung pov: I wake up to the sound of my cell phone ringing. I look over and see it on the bedside table. There is a big problem though, I am comfortably wrapped in the arms of my mate. I really don't want to move and get the phone. I really don't want to move at all. I just want to lay here and watch him sleep. He shifts slightly and I wonder if he is waking. My cell phone starts to ring again and he and I both groan. He opens his eyes and looks down at me.
By Stormeseye5 years ago in Filthy
The lost girl
I woke up lying on a basement floor and not one of those cool basements with a popcorn machine and a bowling alley. Nope, this basement is straight out of a bad horror movie. One that my black/white ass would never be a part of. I don't creep dark roads, or haunted houses, or something stupid like following a police officer after he has you wrap a dead body in plastic wrap. Seriously!
By Ashley Wilson 5 years ago in Filthy
He Came from Narnia: Chapter 14
As Jess’ belly grew so did her appetite and not just for food but also for Yugyeom’s touch. They hadn’t made love in a while and she was really longing for his touch. She was, for a lack of better words, horny and needed him soon lest she fall into the arms of Jackson. Jess wandered around the castle with Junior nipping at her heels every time her dress smacked him in the face.
By Khrystina-Lee Meers5 years ago in Filthy
The school part 2
September 5th, I step out of the taxi and push that moment away and grabbed my suitcase. I began the acescent up the steps to my destiny and glided through the glass doors. The marble floors were magical, and the reception was almost like a palace foyer. I was greeted by a woman who looks like royalty herself. I curtsied trying not to look to common which she met with a smile. "Miss green I assume?" she extended her hand, "yes, that's me". We shook hands and I felt the need to curtesy again and the nerves had well and truly set in. I felt the sweat forming and hoped I had not transferred any to her hand. She let out a little laugh and awkwardly called over a member of staff and wished me luck. I tried to let out a thank you but all that came was sounds I did not know I could make. I burned up feeling ashamed of myself that I acted so abnormal in front of the head of the academy.
By Sophie larissa5 years ago in Filthy
Lipstick Diaries
Have you ever been f*cked in a nightclub bathroom stall by a complete stranger? Chuckles. I have. For twenty minutes of the thirty-seven years of my existence I had the most intense and unforgettable orgasm in all of my sexual life and he was a total and complete stranger....
By Keisha Anderson5 years ago in Filthy
A Secret Romance Chapter Four
Chapter Four. A trinket of Hope. As the sun began to rise giving a wintry haze upon the landscape outside the window, Manfred awake carefully casting his eyes down to the beautiful women still laid asleep beside him on the rug of the floor. He knew that it wouldn't be long before the bugle played out in the morning light to awaken the men ready for their day preparing them for another chancing glance, risking their lives and giving death across the war fronts.
By Alixzandra Wiseman5 years ago in Filthy
