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A night on the town in West London causes Maya St Thomas to meet the rugged athlete and notorious philanderer, Ebén Jávier Cástro.
Ebén isn't the type to commit to things long term, preferring drunk one night stands with women wi...
The stinging of her core was evidence that last night's sinful romp had bound even more invisible ties to the heartless yet sexually dominant lothario.
The images of the sexual mesh of their sweaty bodies were seared into her skull and badgered her like a never ending dream. His supple lips had landed on her pink nipple flesh and had bit, licked and suckled all in one action. His piece had also claimed her as his property, constraining her to take his entire length both in her core and in her mouth.
Before we start,
∙ This book is mature ( references to smut, explicit language, death etc )
∙ I'm not fluent in either French or Spanish but there are references to both languages in this book. If any of the translations are wrong ( likely to be as I used google translate ) I'm sorry. I'm happy for you to drop the correct translation in the comments as long as you keep it respectful. Thanks.
∙ Consent is echoed throughout this entire book.
∙ This book is fictional, any reference to anything is real is purely coincidental.
∙ Ebén is jarring for large parts of the book ( I know some people hate the toxic male trope ). If this isn't something you want to read, I get it. He does get better, though.
∙ Can I just say... I'm in no way fatphobic. Every single body type is beautiful and should be celebrated. I'm drawing attention to this as there's a comment Ebén makes in one of my chapters and has attracted a lot of interest and controversy.
∙ Please DON'T steal my work. If you see my book or any of my ideas on a site other than Wattpad, please lmk me. I don't play about my work.
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Since writing this book, I have been convinced now more than ever, that hidden deep inside of us, we all have shades of Maya within us. The sins of heartbreak have us refusing to give our hearts up for someone else to love and nurture as we attempt to crowd out anyone that might prejudice that peace.
We often self sabotage too because vulnerability is effin scary when you really think about it.
Just a little side-note:
Those same scars have us disguising the true nature of our feelings as a means to protect our hearts from hurt. Then, we become experts at fortifying our hearts without good reason to. We group everyone under the same umbrella rather than getting close enough to figure them and their motives out.
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