Plagiarized

Plagiarized by Marlo Williams, Leddy Harper Read Free Book Online

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Authors: Marlo Williams, Leddy Harper
drifted to Sarah and Ben. I had to finish that scene before I went to sleep.
     
     
    I was lying on his bed in nothing but my plain white bra. He had removed my clothes very slowly, and then gently laid me down on his mattress. I had asked him to leave on my bra, I wasn’t sure why except that maybe I just needed something to make me feel somewhat hidden from him. It was hard to feel so exposed at the time.
    I didn’t know what to expect, so I let him take the lead. He was very sweet—kissing and touching me in ways I had only dreamed about.
    When he said I was finally ready, he entered me in one quick thrust. Nothing like ripping the Band-Aid off, right?
    The initial thrust had hurt, but he kept going and the pain subsided into pleasure. I could tell he knew what he was doing with the care he was showing me. Although, it didn’t last long. He thrust himself in and out five or six times and then pulled out and came on my stomach. I hadn’t been expecting that.
    I quickly excused myself to the bathroom and had a good cry. Ben came in and knelt in front of me as I sat on the toilet seat lid. He held my hands to his face and made me look at him. I didn’t want to. I was so ashamed. I didn’t even really know why, I just was.
    “I’m sorry if I hurt you,” he whispered.
    I shook my head. “No. That’s not it.”
    “Then why are you crying?”
    I looked down at the mess he’d left on my stomach.
    He let out a rush of air before look back into my eyes. “I’m sorry. A condom would have hurt you worse and I didn’t want you to be in any more pain than I already knew you would be. And I didn’t want you to get pregnant. I mean, I’d love nothing more than to have a family with you, but only when the time is right.”
    That made me feel better and the tears subsided.
    Then he filled the tub with hot water and eased me into it before getting in behind me. We were able to stay in each other’s arms for a little while longer before he had to take me back home. I didn’t want to leave. I wanted to stay in his arms forever.
     
     
    I felt pleased once I finished that scene. It may not have been the descriptive scene I had wanted it to be, but let’s face it, I sucked at writing love scenes. I knew I had plenty of time to write some that would be hot enough to soak the panties of my readers. So I decided to sweetly pass over that one and give the others the details they deserved.
    Fuck! I needed to see Missy again.
     
     

The next morning, I woke up and was so happy that it was Friday. I could use a few more hours sleep, but knowing I had two days off ahead of me would be enough to make it through the day. Plus, I wanted to get more writing done over the weekend. I would also be meeting Missy at some point during the next couple of days. I thought about taking her to the bar Keegen worked at. I could wear something sexy and parade in front of him. It would be fun to entice him all night.
    I grinned as I drove in to work, thinking of the endless scenarios I could create to drive Keegen insane.
    I gathered everything I needed to take out of the car and started to walk inside the school grounds.
    “Sage,” I heard and looked up. It was Craig.
    “I told you not to call me that,” I hissed back at him.
    He grinned mischievously. “I have your papers done.”
    “Great. Give them to me,” I demanded and held out my hand.
    “Uh, uh.” He shook his finger back and forth. “Where’s my payment?”
    “I can’t give it to you here!” I looked around feverishly.
    He sighed and held the papers to his chest.
    “Fine! Come back with me to my car,” I finally relented and marched back to my car. I made sure to swing my ass, and when I glanced over my shoulder inconspicuously, I totally caught Craig checking me out.
    He waited by the trunk of my car as I unlocked the glove box.
    I took out the baggie that held two joints and tossed it at him. I grabbed my papers from him and then relocked the glove box. I might need

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