I don't want to be your friend anymore
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"Here's what's gonna happen" he said to her, giving her a pointed look and either tapping or rubbing the toy on her. "I'm gonna edge you... and I'm gonna watch. But there are 2 rules."
"Rules?" she quizzically stared a him.
"Yeah" he answered.
He turned the toy on low and pressed it on her entrance, sliding it up and down her glistening slit.
"What is it?" she moaned. He smirked, satisfied with her interest in the game.
"You're only allowed to squirt" he husked. He pressed the toy on her clit and rubbed it in. "This pretty girl right here can't cum until I give her the green light... or should I say, green lick...?"
"Ahn... don't do that... if you don't want me... to cum..." she quietly said.
"Deal?" he took the toy away and looked at her. She did have a hesitant expression, as if she was questioning the proposal at hand. But he wanted to watch it, so he pressed her. "Do we have a deal, Jessica?"
"Fine" she dismissed him, grabbing his hand to push the toy onto her slit again.
"Hey!" he swatted her away. "I haven't even started and you're already misbehaving."
"Okay" she whined and put her arms above her head. He chuckled and started playing with her.
"Good girl" he groaned when he saw her dripping entrance clench. "Now, get ready to wet me up, gorgeous. Oh, and make sure you keep your hands to yourself."
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Eli Spring, a new student at East Woodlands College, had heard of a girl who was being bullied by some high neck roaches and that was the reason she had taken a break from campus. Her return gave way for dark secrets, lies, betrayal and helpless thoughts to surface and Eli found himself in the middle of countless dilemmas, hoping none of his decisions pushed the girl away.
That girl was none other than Jessica.
And Jessica became Eli's everything.
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