Emma's desire for Jason grows stronger as she thought it was just a teenage desire. But anytime she saw him passed through the high way, she discovered it was not just a teenage fever or desire but it was a want.
The sound of rain tapping on the window was the only thing keeping Emma company as she sat at her desk, staring blankly at her notebook. The ink on the page blurred together in a haze, much like her thoughts. The pressure of high school, her future, and the complexities of her emotions seemed to press in from all sides, but nothing felt more overwhelming than the feelings she couldn't name.
She was seventeen, right on the cusp of adulthood, but the desire that stirred within her felt like something she couldn't control. It was uncharted territory, and every time it sparked, she felt both drawn to it and terrified of it.
It wasn't the first time she had felt this way. It was the intensity, the craving, the wanting. At first, she had dismissed it-told herself it was just the crush everyone got at her age. But when her gaze would drift across the crowded halls of her high school, landing on him, the feeling would flare up like a spark. Jason Montgomery.
The guy who didn't even know she existed. The guy who could walk into a room and make the air feel thicker, just by being in it.
"Emma, honey, dinner's ready!" her mom's voice broke through her thoughts, pulling her back to reality.
Sighing, Emma pushed her notebook aside and stood up, glancing at the clock on the wall. It was only 6:30, but she had been in her room for hours, lost in her own world. She pulled the door open and headed downstairs, the familiar smell of spaghetti and garlic bread wafting through the house.
Her mom was humming as she set the table, her hair tied up in a messy bun. It was moments like these that made Emma appreciate the simplicity of home life-before everything felt so... complicated.
"Everything okay?" her mom asked, noticing her distracted expression.
Emma smiled, though it didn't quite reach her eyes. "Yeah. Just tired, I guess."
"Your dad's coming home late tonight, so I thought we could have a little family time," her mom said, cheerfully as always. "What do you think about a movie after dinner?"
"Sounds good," Emma replied, trying to sound engaged, but her mind was still elsewhere. She could feel that pulsing restlessness again, the yearning that had become so familiar.
After dinner, Emma retreated back to her room, but this time, she didn't go straight for her homework. Instead, she sat down on the edge of her bed and pulled her phone from her pocket. She hesitated for a moment before typing a message to Jason.
"Hey. You doing anything later?"
It was a simple text, nothing that would give away the depth of what she was feeling. But as soon as she hit send, her stomach churned.
Would he even respond? Did he ever think of her? The answer to that was probably no. Jason was the kind of guy who had a group of friends, girls who gushed over him, and a reputation. She was just... Emma. The girl who sat in the back of class, who kept to herself.
The ping of her phone breaking the silence startled her, and her breath hitched as she saw the notification.
Jason Montgomery: "Hey, not much. Just chilling. Why?"
Her heart skipped a beat. It wasn't much-just a response, but it was more than she had expected. She quickly typed back.
"I was thinking about grabbing coffee sometime. Maybe this weekend?"
The reply came swiftly, almost too quickly.
Jason Montgomery: "Sure, sounds good."
Emma stared at the screen for a few seconds, her thoughts racing. It was happening. She was getting the chance to talk to him outside of class. But was she ready for what might come next? Was she prepared to explore the feelings she couldn't quite understand?
As she lay in bed that night, staring at the ceiling, Emma couldn't shake the excitement-and the fear-that buzzed in her chest. Teenage desire was complicated. It was raw, intense, and often confusing. But somewhere deep inside her, Emma knew that this moment would change everything.
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A man like Travis Sinclair wants nothing more than a woman who matches his sexual prowess and is used to getting everything he wants. A cold-hearted billionaire ,he lives by one rule - no love, no commitment. Ayanna Davies isn't looking for a relationship. She's focused on her work and the financial security it brings. As a high end escort, her client is full of filthy rich men who are willing to pay handsomely for her services. But when Travis Sinclair becomes one of her clients, she begins twice about mixing work with pleasure. Not knowing that he is an old acquaintance whom she despises.
⚠️ WARNING!⚠️ This book contains mature contents,vulgar words,violence,toxicity, and age gap differences, which may be triggering to some readers. ---- He added a second finger into her pussy and she let out a muffled moan."You sure you don't want this?Your pretty little pussy seem to be betraying your words", She gripped the edge of the counter and shut her eyes tight,managing through gritted teeth."I hate you,murderer", His jaw hardened and he stopped his movements with his fingers inside her."Say it again", She wanted his fingers to move in her so badly,as pathetic as it may sound.She gritted her teeth again and let out."I said I hate you,murderer!I wish you would just die and-ahh!",She yelped the minute his fingers left her panties and grabbed her to bend her over his knees as he sat on the tall stool there."What are-ahh!",She yelped when his palm made a harsh contact with her bare ass. "Count!",He growled.
Three years ago, the Moore family opposed Charles Moore's choice to marry his beloved woman and selected Scarlett Riley as his bride. Charles didn't love her. In fact, he hated her. Not long after they got married, Scarlett received an offer from her dream university and jumped on it. Three years later, Charles's beloved woman fell terribly ill. In order to fulfill her last wish, he called Scarlett back and presented her with a divorce agreement. Scarlett was deeply hurt by Charles's abrupt decision, but she chose to let him go and agreed to sign the divorce papers. However, Charles seemed to delay the process deliberately, leaving Scarlett confused and frustrated. Now, Scarlett was trapped between the consequences of Charles's indecision. Would she be able to break free from him? Would Charles eventually come to his senses and face his true feelings?