Screwed

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Kelsey Screw him. Screw his pristine million dollar smile that makes my heart skip a beat. Screw his crystal blue eyes that makes me get lost within the array of icy hues, as if they could see through my tough exterior so f*****g easily. Screw the way he ignites my body under every touch, stealing my breath and leaving me gasping for air. Yet, here I was. Screwed. The friction between us is still nearing combustion. When he insisted that I decide to come spend the night with him, I should have stood firm and said no but still, I let him in, torturing myself some more. I knew it was wrong but Blake had a way to make every wrong feel so damn right. My arms and legs wrapped around his rock hard body as I breathed in his sweet butterscotch scent while he carried me up the pack house st

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