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Favourite Lovesong (HOT!)

Favourite Lovesong (HOT!)

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Chapter 1 Prologue

Word Count: 1322    |    Released on: 24/01/2024

a lifted finger for another pour. Whether this was his fifth or sixth drink escaped

acknowledge it. Her appearance was uncomplicatedly attractive, with her most prominent feature being her generously exposed cleavage. She seemed like the type who would claim to love h

rmless, and girls swooning at his feet wasn't something he was inc

o be in his mid-thirties, she slunk off towards the bathroom, shaking her hips and daring a glance back

belt, sliding her shorts down just enough to slip his hand into her panties and rub his fingers against her wet sex. She moaned his name and it

ering his head. She tugged gently against the strands and he groaned, aligning himself at her entrance. He gave her no warning or prep as he slid into her. Her eyes widened as he allowed her no time to adjust, just lifting his hips and setting a steady rhythm, quickly moving in and out of her. She screamed, it was shrill and irr

the outside noise of the bar. After what felt like forever he finally hit his high,

g the bathroom, the girl, and the bar, behind him. Ju

m supposed to be fun? If so, he had certainly fucked up somewhere along the way. He k

took the stage. For her performance she removed her apron and grabbed her guitar out of the back storage room. She had been w

into a reality. She had been desperate to do something with herself besides resigning t

ke them, she

ting away as her anxiety about the performance faded into excited nerves. "My name's Clara a

directs you where to go. So make the best of this test and don't ask why It

ight. I hope you had

d as she took them in, smiling

and heading offstage. It hadn't been her best performance but the packed

ce suit. Her first reaction was to remove her wrist from his grasp

ul for the crowds around and Maria'

just had to catch you before you went back to yo

sure of how he knew she worke

. My name is Frodd Dylan and I work for

y s

roster, people like Shawn Mendes, P

trying desperately not to squeal like a schoolgirl over the fact th

hem for you. I doubted his assessment, truthfully we get calls about 'indescribable talent' quite frequently, but I still came to see for myself and Clara, that he was right. I'd love to have you come out to Tidal. We can talk terms and conditions then but I am very interested in havin

ed on his heel immediately diving into a conversation, d

g after him as he went, thinking that for the first time s

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