lucy_mumbua

They whisper my name in fear. Justin Black. The guy who sits in the back of the class, always in black, always untouchable. The one everyone watches but no one dares to approach.  

They don’t know me. Not really.  

Because if they did, they’d stay the hell away.  

I don’t do friends. I don’t do relationships. I don’t do attachments.  

But then there’s her.  

June Matthews—cheer captain, golden girl, a walking distraction. She’s everything I hate… and yet, she’s in my way. Assigned to me. Forced into my space. Testing my patience.  

She thinks she can handle me.  

She’s dead wrong.  

Because I have a secret. A place where I go to release the darkness inside me. Where names don’t exist, where pleasure and pain are one and the same. A world where people fulfill their deepest, most twisted fantasies.  

June doesn’t belong in my world.  

But the longer she stays, the more I want to pull her under.  

And once I do… I’m not sure I’ll ever let her go.

Fake Dating The Bad Boy

My pulse thundered in my ears as I released my grip on her throat, letting her slide down until she knelt above me once more. The tension between us crackled like live wires—her eyes dark with want, mine alight with the promise of pain and pleasure entwined.

She paused only long enough to arch her back, pressing her wet heat against my cock, and then she sank down on me, slow and deliberate. Every inch of her felt impossibly tight, impossibly perfect. Christ, she knew exactly how to use me.

I trembled—both with need and with the knowing that once we started this round, there would be no turning back. Her hands dug into my chest, nails raking my skin, and she whimpered as she slid lower, pulling me deep into her slick depths. The pleasure was blinding; I saw stars.

Escape From Reality