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Y/N's POV.
I've known Stuart for literally most of my life and ever since he's left for college we haven't had the chance to meet up and see each other.
A lot of people don't really know this, but Stuart was ultimately the one who took my virginity.
A few days after that night, we couldn't stand being away from each other, and managed to find our way into his bed again.
That night, he made me cum so many times that I lost count.
They way his hands, lips, and tongue felt on my warm skin it easily became addictive, especially that wonderful cock of his
. For not having sex that many times he really knows what he's doing and I'm loving it, so much that he's ruined it for other guys. After so many times that we had fucked we decided to become friends with benefits, none of us declared the whole.
"no strings attached" rule, because I've honestly had a crush on him since we were kids, I just don't know how he feels about me.
It's been about four or five months since me and Stuart have fucked and I'm going through major withdrawals.
My orgasms aren't same unless I particularly think of Stuart with his strong arms pulling my hips roughly against him, his cock going to new depths making me scream his name. I'm pulled out of my thoughts as my phone rings loudly in my empty apartment, I jump picking up my phone glancing at the screen to see that it's my mother.
"Hey mom, what's up?" I ask twirling a piece of my hair around my fingers.
"Hi sweetie. I called to tell you that we're having a barbecue this weekend and was wondering if you were coming?" She asks sweetly and I smile.
"Yeah of course I'll be there." I tell her laughing slightly.
"That's great! Why don't you ask Stuart to come? I've heard from his mother that he's not doing anything this weekend and I know that you've been missing him honey." She mentions to me.
"Yeah. I can give him a call and ask." I tell her, biting my lip slightly at the thought of being able to see Stuart again.
"Alright sweetie. I'll see you this weekend. I love you."
"I love you too mom." I say then we both hang up. I scroll to Stuart's contact, staring at it for a few minutes before taking a deep breath clicking on it. I press the phone against my ear as I hear the monotone of rings before hearing his voice.
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Book 3 of Dylan O'Brien Imagines ( on hold )
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