The Ruined Bride of Velvet Nights by Brick Moving Ant

Chapter 35

  • Chapter 2

  • From day one, Zephyr was always pushing boundaries.

  • During class, he’d slide his hand under the desk to capture mine, fingers intertwining.

  • I never could bring myself to pull away.

  • During lunch breaks, I’d rest my head on my arms. He’d return from basketball practice sweaty, lean against the wall with one arm, his body practically caging me in. His raw, masculine scent would envelop me completely. I’d blush, totally flustered.

  • He’d casually grab my water bottle, tilting his head back for a long drink.

  • Water droplets would trace down his Adam’s apple, one falling onto my collarbone, sending

  • electricity through me.

  • Licking his lips, he’d flash that signature smirk: “Damn, Phoebe. You smell good. Even your water

  • tastes sweet.”

  • At the track meet, guys on the sidelines whistled and made crude comments about my bouncing

  • chest as I ran.

  • I tripped, completely mortified. Zephyr was the one who carried me to the nurse’s office.

  • After we turned 18, things escalated quickly. His advances became bolder, more explicit.

  • he pulled me against him,

  • away, embarrassed, but he just

  • my ear: “Fuck, Phoebe. I

  • like a natural progression.

  • lingerie that only lovers would

  • it on with nervous excitement, heart racing as I prepared to meet him.

  • of Velvet

  • Chapter 2

  • time with

  • crushed my world, systematically

  • were just

  • body I was nervously sharing with someone I loved was just “easy” and “slutty” to

  • that Zephyr had finally fallen for me

  • she was the

  • was all just a game to him.

  • stairwell. Hand pressed against my mouth,

  • silent.

  • came

  • buzzed

  • his calls, the texts started:

  • Zephyr: [DurexUltra Thin.jpg]

  • Zephyr: [DurexRibbed PleasureMax.jpg]

  • you at, babe?]

  • you want me to use?]

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