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She rolled her eyes again as he held her arms, groaning a little. “You never believe me because you’re the one who convinces me to come back to you.” Of course she always came back to him willing as ever. “Then what? If that would be the case, which obviously isn’t, you’d just laugh at me and tell me that’s never going to happen because you’re immature and reckless and I’m – not.” She rambled, shrugging then. Her eyes moved from his face down to his chest as she didn’t really know what else to say. Juliette wanted them to be together, but she also knew he loved the attention from other girls too much. 

｢  » ♡ *  ｣ - “YOU’RE RIGHT ABOUT THAT ONE.” sophie spoke with hopeful eyes as his thumb ran along her lips. it wasn’t that she didn’t love him with all her heart, but she had a streak of wanting everything that came within her sight. “that one, the diamond bracelet. i think it would look perfect on me. it’s so P R E T T Y.” slender finger pointed at through the glass that held her back from taking it within her hands. “i promise i won’t want anything else for at least a week.”

Juliette scoffed at his joke, shaking her head several times. “I’m the fryer. I make you look better.” She stook out her tongue to him before chuckling a little again, pinching his sides when he mentioned what she’d previously done to him. “Fuck you.” She mumbled. “–And no.” The brunette stared down to his chest. “I just want you to think of me while you’re screwing other girls.” She casually shrugged. “Since tonight was the last time.”

Worries  still  clouded  Rosalynn’s  mind  -  like  how  Leo  might’ve  still  not  believed  her.  Though  with  that  reaction,  one  that  gave  her  assurance,  put  them  all  to  rest.  It  hadn’t  been  long  since  she  last  saw  his  smile,  but  such  a  sight  was  still  desperately  missed.  ❛  I’ll  never  stop,  I  promise.  ❜  Pink  colored  cheeks  soon  turning  red,  nimble  fingers  grasping  tightly  onto  the  loose  fabric  against  his  chest.

Lips  lingered,  brown  hues  looking  up  at  him  through  long  lashes.  The  kiss  felt  too  short  to  Rosalynn,  but  just  RIGHT  for  the  situation  they  were  in.  Short  and  simple,  it  was  perfect.  ❛  I  love  you  with  all  my  heart,  Leo.  ❜  Voice  sincere,  smile  not  cracking  from  before.  Hoping  that  without  words  but  by  actions,  he’d  understand  she  meant  it,  that  he’d  be  the  only  one  for  her.  The  only  man  she’d  ever  want.  Eventually  their  eye  contact  would  break  due  to  him  bending  down  to  grab  a  hold  of  scattered  divorce  papers.  Which  she  didn’t  seem  to  mind,  not  at  least  for  the  reason  why  he  had.  There  soon  came  a  frantic  nod,  smile  broadening.  ❛  Oh  please  -  tear  them  to  shreds.  ❜

Jake smiled as he put his number into her phone. This was happening– this was REALLY happening.

“Oh, I feel ya. The bandmates and I will head to Denny’s or some other restaurant at random hours of the night,” added the man to the conversation.

“You have anything else in mind for tonight?” He asked that in a way that wouldn’t imply anything. It was just a bit past midnight and Jake really wasn’t tired.

Her own fingers curled into the hearts of her palms. He was actually doing it. When has that ever happened? Then again, Brielle didn’t remember the last time she put herself out there while being this forward. 

━ ♡ HARLOW wasn’t much for patience. she loved the surprise of impulsive actions. people tended to think too much, worry about what would come next— for her it was freeing to live in the moment. the sound of his groan was enough praise that she needed to continue on. tongue exploring every inch of his length. reveling in the taste of his skin. the daydreams had no comparison to what it really felt like. to feel his W A R M TH against his tongue, to feel him harden at just the simplest flicks. it warranted a hum of her own. she was hardly a shy girl, evident by the way her mouth sunk him deep within her mouth. once she felt the tip nearing the back of her throat, she stilled, letting the warmth surround him as those big brown eyes peeked up at him. even though with a mouthful, she smirked, C H A L L E N G I N G him to last long before begging for more. “go on, baby. why don’t you fuck my mouth ??” he must have been dying for control. while playing fair wasn’t her forte, she could throw him a line. pulling back, her hands spread the wetness across his cock, licking her lips as she laid eyes on the mess she had already made. “you’re being rather still, makes me think you’re not enjoying it.” she teased, though her was fully erect in her hands. “now tell me your D E E P E S T fantasy, i know you’ve dreamt about me. i want to make it come true.”

She was a woman akin to magnificent as his head pressed into his pillow, eyes rolling beneath his closed lids and he dared arch his hips, canting them upwards. The joints existing in his toes cracked and popped when they curled inwards, his moans tangled in the core of his throat and he swallowed thickly. He was turned into putty beneath her, his hands coming up to rake through the soft locks of brunette before his fingers curled into them, tugging at her scalp as he guided her lips along his length, the supple curves of her lips latching onto his length.

━ ♡ BEVAN would happily share the affection of their child. there was no doubt in her mind that the girl, or boy, would love their father. he was a hard person not to love. he was a bit of a nerd, a geek almost, but that was all apart of the A P P E A L. she was the more laid back, the playful one. she grew him out of his shell. “we shall see about that. though i know she’s going to love being in those arms as much as i do.” all the talking about the child was making the months seem more like years. hearing all the stories of how the first months seemed to go by slowly, then the third trimester was such a B L U R. “do you think some women are just destined to be good mothers ?? i hope i’m one of those because child always had a special place in my heart.” at one point in their lives together, she hoped to adopt one. to make a child feel loved regardless if their biological parents didn’t have the means to love them. “don’t be such a cruel man, baby. i’m terrible at math. straight a’s in all subjects then a d in calculus my senior year.”

A lump in his throat and he had to contain himself from tears also - - he wanted answers just as much as she did, though knew he needed to remain the stronger one of the two, that said a lot considering he was like the biggest goofy puppy. Thumb continued to brush the coming tears, “ You are not disappointing me.. ” Far from it and his voice was shocked she would ever think that; she could never disappoint him. Right now he just wanted embrace her and make everything right, but that was the last thing he could even do and that was the understating thing, “ I know you do, I know and we’ll get there, trust me there things they can do these days, you’ll be a mum ”

as someone who didn’t have children, nor imagine it’d ever happen for her, his admission caught her off guard. she couldn’t imagine having that many children, though she understood where he came from. ❝ten kids is a lot to keep up with.❞ her head shook as she looked across at him. judging by his looks, he’d leave behind some beautiful children. she almost wondered what it’d be like to have one of them, though she wasn’t sure he was even that interested. the two didn’t have an established relationship to have children. did that even matter? her drink was brought to her lips, a long sip taken, before clearing her throat. ❝you know, i’ve always wanted to have children someday. i think i’d be a good mother, but it’s hard to find someone to be with. most of the men in my life find someone better.❞ the brunette sighed softly as she placed her hands in her lap, fingers fidgeting with one another.