De Pro-Techie
Well-rounded Techie
Touch Me While I Taste You Novel Synopsis
Arabella Rivera
“You taste divine.” Dean Winchester moans, kissing the creamy skin of my thigh. I moan arching my back in pleasure.
He continues to trail open mouth kisses along my thigh, his piercing eyes not once leaving my face. He smirks when I shiver.
“Let’s see how you taste here.” He smirks, forcing my legs to part.
My breathing was now labored, my chest rising and falling like I had just run a marathon. My fingers tangle in his hair as he brings his mouth down to my-
“Haiden I know you’ve always made bad decisions but stealing cigarettes? Really! I am so tired of having to clean up your mess!”
A loud feminine piercing voice blasts.
I gan, stirring in my comfortable bed. I clench the covers in my hands, gripping them tightly in irritation.
I pressed the side of my face on my white-colored bedding and threw one of my pillows over my head as a useless way to block out their loud tones.
Dean Winchester and I were just about to-
“I never fucking told you to clean up my mess! If you’re tired of me causing trouble for your precious reputation then send me the f**k away.
It would be better for all of us!” The gruff male tone definitely belonged to Haiden. His voice was sour and spoke of his anger.
“Don’t you dare talk to me in that kind of tone Haiden!” The voice that obviously belonged to Mrs. Cross raged out. “And stop cursing the neighbors will hear!”
Too late. Not only did I hear but you also woke me up from my dream.
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Arabella Rivera
“You taste divine.” Dean Winchester moans, kissing the creamy skin of my thigh. I moan arching my back in pleasure.
He continues to trail open mouth kisses along my thigh, his piercing eyes not once leaving my face. He smirks when I shiver.
“Let’s see how you taste here.” He smirks, forcing my legs to part.
My breathing was now labored, my chest rising and falling like I had just run a marathon. My fingers tangle in his hair as he brings his mouth down to my-
“Haiden I know you’ve always made bad decisions but stealing cigarettes? Really! I am so tired of having to clean up your mess!”
A loud feminine piercing voice blasts.
I gan, stirring in my comfortable bed. I clench the covers in my hands, gripping them tightly in irritation.
I pressed the side of my face on my white-colored bedding and threw one of my pillows over my head as a useless way to block out their loud tones.
Dean Winchester and I were just about to-
“I never fucking told you to clean up my mess! If you’re tired of me causing trouble for your precious reputation then send me the f**k away.
It would be better for all of us!” The gruff male tone definitely belonged to Haiden. His voice was sour and spoke of his anger.
“Don’t you dare talk to me in that kind of tone Haiden!” The voice that obviously belonged to Mrs. Cross raged out. “And stop cursing the neighbors will hear!”
Too late. Not only did I hear but you also woke me up from my dream.
Read the full story to discover more....
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