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    Manipulative Unlabeled Love – (Chapter: The Bet)

    “Yeah, well…–“

    “What cat got your tongue?” I taunt him as I uncrossed my leg and pouted at him and leaned in towards him gently exposing my a little cleavage in a somewhat apologetic way. “Did wittle Aiden found my comment…insulting? Finally coming to terms that you and your bastardly father has a lot in common?”

    “Enough Ashley.” He glared at me but allowed a leering look to pass his eyes as his gaze keep lingering in my exposed skin.

    And for that, no sexy me for him. I gradually turned around again now facing the grand piano and not the sore loser that’s occupying the same room as I do. I heard him groan in disappointment as when his view of me was obstructed. “You started it Aiden.” I said in a sing song voice that I know will only annoy him a little bit more.

    “And now, I’m finishing it.” I huff as I continued to play, my fingers softly grazing the black and white keys laid out infront of me as I heard him get up and walk towards the door but as he reached the door and was about to open it and allow himself to get out if the room, I called out “Oh Aiden!!” I smirk as I heard him sigh I know he can’t refuse me as I watch him in the corner of my eye as he turned around and walked towards me and place his hands on my shoulder deliberately stopping me from playing. I was going to argue and complain but that was soon thrown out the window as soon as his hands waved it’s magic on me. “Ugh that feels good” I moaned a bit as his kneading and very nimble fingers hit the spot.

    “Your quite tense.” I heard him whisper his breathe, mere inches, no centimeters away from my ear, causing me to closed my eyes and let out another pleasurable groan.

    “I know, it’s just–“

    “Sssh, let your brother help you.” Was the last thing I heard as I focus on his lips nibbling my neck as I slowly craned my neck to the side to give him a much better access. I must admit, this is pretty relaxing, I thought as I feel one of Aiden’s hands cupping my still Chanel coated breast. His father could learn a few tricks from his son seeing as I am getting gradually aroused (if the sudden wetness pooling in my lower region is of any indication) by Aiden’s deliberate ministrations. His other hand slowly making it’s way in my southern regions but before he could touch anything else in my body, I expertly pulled my neck away from his sucking mouth and turned to him and murmured “don’t start something you can’t finish.”

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    1. All right. I kind of like it. There are some errors. If you fix those then it should be good. I get what this is though, a take of Cruel Intentions with was actually a take of Dangerous Liasions. Continue it and I’m going to go look for it on fanfiction.net.

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