Sexual exploration

The bathroom tiles bit cold into my bare feet as I twisted the shower knob all the way to the left.Ice-cold water exploded down, slamming against my skin. I gasped sharply, the shock stealing my breath as it pounded over my head, streamed through my hair, raced in freezing rivers down my neck, over my shoulders, tracing the curve of my spine, and slipping between the cheeks of my ass.I braced both palms against the slick wall, head bowed, letting the chill punish me.But the second I closed my eyes, he was there.The car. His thumb stroked my jaw. That heartbeat of space before he closed it.And then the kiss, fuck, the kiss.It crashed over me hotter than the water ever could. His mouth on mine, firm and patient, waiting for me to open like he already knew I would. My lips parting on instinct, tongue brushing his before my brain caught up. The slow, filthy drag of it, the way he sucked gently at my bottom lip, then grazed it with teeth hard enough to make my clit throb in answer.M

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A note

I was running late, fumbling with my bag straps and trying not to trip over the pile of textbooks spilling out of the bottom. The sun had barely climbed high enough to warm the sidewalk, and the air carried that sharp, damp-grass bite mixed with distant coffee. My sneakers scuffed against the threshold as I stepped toward the door, mind already in full "school mode" what classes I had, what assignments I needed, how I'd explain to Mariah why I was late again.I threw open the door and nearly stepped on a box neatly wrapped in red ribbon, sitting right in front of the door. The faint scent hit me first, sweet and buttery, pulling me up short as if someone had yanked the floor out from under me. Beside the box was a folded note, perfectly creased, leaning against the box. My fingers trembled slightly as I picked it up, careful not to tear the paper.Nyelle, it began, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have...My pulse skipped, heat pooling low in my belly. I could hear his voice in each sentence,

Last Updated : 2026-07-10

Thrill

I couldn't look away. He was everywhere at once, moving, pivoting, launching, laughing, and yet somehow every motion was enthralling. My eyes followed the ball as if it were tied to him with invisible strings, every swish of the net making my chest tighten.He smiled after nearly every basket, that little triumphant grin that made my stomach flutter, that subtle thrust of his shoulders like he owned the moment. And that tiny happy dance he did after sinking a shot? I caught myself leaning forward, toes curling against the edge of the bleacher, unable to stop myself from watching.The squeak of his sneakers against the polished wood echoed through the gym, punctuated by the shouts and laughter of his teammates. The way he called the plays, gestured, barked playful insults at his friends, it was... intoxicating. He wasn't just good, he was alive here. And I couldn't stop staring.I felt my own pulse spike, warm heat crawling up my neck, cheeks flushing. Every time he shot, I held my br

Last Updated : 2026-07-10

All Chapters of Boys Like Him: Chapter 11 - Chapter 13

Sexual exploration

A note

Thrill