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Chapter One

Cleo

A massive chest rose and fell with heavy breath beside me

I slept… with a boy

A giggle suppressed as I hunkered down, peeking at hiht, hard body filling half

Holy crap, was he long

His actual ankles hung off ed theered below chiseled ab olden

I bit back a snicker at his dick hair He gaveof dark hair at the base of his dick I couldn’t see all of said dick currently, but hiselse

Oh osh

A sigh in his sleep and he turned, perfection from his chiseled jaw line to his full lips He had a deep cavity near his right eye, like an old scar fro Outside of that tiny imperfection, he stunned with hallowed cheekbones cut frolistened when he laughed He had green eyes when they weren’t closed, and though I’d only seen hiht, they’d been awesoh marbles

Clear

Lush

Utterly gorgeous

I tried not to breath now for fear he’d wake up and see h He had such a rich tone, the lines around his h, a kidder and a jokester He kept trying to find ways to bring it out of ht, to poke and touch me

He’d been perfect

He was perfect froh He had the looks of Chris Pine, his shaggy brown hair that curled and feathered only adding to his features With the fun-loving personality of Chris Pratt and the height of a Hemsworth, he was absolutely all the Chrises

All the boxes checked

All goals met

All virginity lost

A res, and I hoped I hadn’t coht Imy first time and all that, but I hoped he hadn’t noticed

He’d been good, slow, and it didn’t hurt once we picked up In fact, I’d been so overwhelmed by sensory overload and the fact I’d coht, the discomfort hadn’t even bothered me

This guy hadwith sweat He’d enveloped me in a way that made me feel small but not in a bad way, his name, Brett

Cleo Erikson-Fairchild had a conquest dadgummit