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Bad Girl’s Diary – Entry One

InkyWhispers

InkyWhispers

Wellknown Ace
Dear Diary,
I used to be good. Or maybe I just thought I was. But good girls don’t think like this. Right?
Tonight I saw him again.
That sharp jaw. Stormy eyes. And that smirk...ugh. Lazy, confident, like he already figured me out. Like he knows how this will end. Cute.

He doesn’t.

He just stood there across the room. Not moving just watching. But his eyes? They burned. Like he was waiting.
So I made him wait more.

A little glance. A teasing smile. Flicking my hair over my shoulder, fingers running on the table, tracing my collarbone. Small things nothing big. But enough. Enough to see his jaw tighten.

Then I walked past him slowly. Close enough that my lips brushed his ear.
"Careful," I whispered, teasing. "I bite."
His hand caught my wrist. Warm. Strong. I sucked in a breath.
"So do I."
His grip tightened just a little. Not enough to hurt. Just enough to make me feel it. To remind me that I wasn’t the only one playing.

I met his eyes. Lips parting just slightly. The air between us? Thick. Heavy. Something waiting to snap.
Then before he could do anything I pulled away. Slipped right out of his grip. Left only the ghost of a touch behind.
"Catch me next time," I murmured as I walked away. Feeling his stare burning into my skin.
He didn’t follow. Didn’t call out.

But I knew. Oh, I knew.

The shift. The promise.

The game had started.

And I have a secret Diary. I always win. *wink*

XOXO
Your favorite bad girl

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InkyWhispers said:
Dear Diary,
I used to be good. Or maybe I just thought I was. But good girls don’t think like this. Right?
Tonight I saw him again.
That sharp jaw. Stormy eyes. And that smirk...ugh. Lazy, confident, like he already figured me out. Like he knows how this will end. Cute.

He doesn’t.

He just stood there across the room. Not moving just watching. But his eyes? They burned. Like he was waiting.
So I made him wait more.

A little glance. A teasing smile. Flicking my hair over my shoulder, fingers running on the table, tracing my collarbone. Small things nothing big. But enough. Enough to see his jaw tighten.

Then I walked past him slowly. Close enough that my lips brushed his ear.
"Careful," I whispered, teasing. "I bite."
His hand caught my wrist. Warm. Strong. I sucked in a breath.
"So do I."
His grip tightened just a little. Not enough to hurt. Just enough to make me feel it. To remind me that I wasn’t the only one playing.

I met his eyes. Lips parting just slightly. The air between us? Thick. Heavy. Something waiting to snap.
Then before he could do anything I pulled away. Slipped right out of his grip. Left only the ghost of a touch behind.
"Catch me next time," I murmured as I walked away. Feeling his stare burning into my skin.
He didn’t follow. Didn’t call out.

But I knew. Oh, I knew.

The shift. The promise.

The game had started.

And I have a secret Diary. I always win. *wink*

XOXO
Your favorite bad girl

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I like this girl !!!!! Mmmm... The tease... The game... SEXY !
hahahah!! Eagerly waiting for what's to cum? Err.. come*
Yeah. That's that
:Devil:
 
Solara said:
I like this girl !!!!! Mmmm... The tease... The game... SEXY !
hahahah!! Eagerly waiting for what's to cum? Err.. come*
Yeah. That's that
:Devil:
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It's gonna be one hell of a ride. Hold on tight, babygirl...no seatbelts on this ride. Better hydrate, this journey is gonna leave u breathless. :giggle:;):Devil:
 
InkyWhispers said:
Dear Diary,
I used to be good. Or maybe I just thought I was. But good girls don’t think like this. Right?
Tonight I saw him again.
That sharp jaw. Stormy eyes. And that smirk...ugh. Lazy, confident, like he already figured me out. Like he knows how this will end. Cute.

He doesn’t.

He just stood there across the room. Not moving just watching. But his eyes? They burned. Like he was waiting.
So I made him wait more.

A little glance. A teasing smile. Flicking my hair over my shoulder, fingers running on the table, tracing my collarbone. Small things nothing big. But enough. Enough to see his jaw tighten.

Then I walked past him slowly. Close enough that my lips brushed his ear.
"Careful," I whispered, teasing. "I bite."
His hand caught my wrist. Warm. Strong. I sucked in a breath.
"So do I."
His grip tightened just a little. Not enough to hurt. Just enough to make me feel it. To remind me that I wasn’t the only one playing.

I met his eyes. Lips parting just slightly. The air between us? Thick. Heavy. Something waiting to snap.
Then before he could do anything I pulled away. Slipped right out of his grip. Left only the ghost of a touch behind.
"Catch me next time," I murmured as I walked away. Feeling his stare burning into my skin.
He didn’t follow. Didn’t call out.

But I knew. Oh, I knew.

The shift. The promise.

The game had started.

And I have a secret Diary. I always win. *wink*

XOXO
Your favorite bad girl

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I also love to be a bad girl with bad ass fucking bad mind around
 
InkyWhispers said:
Dear Diary,
I used to be good. Or maybe I just thought I was. But good girls don’t think like this. Right?
Tonight I saw him again.
That sharp jaw. Stormy eyes. And that smirk...ugh. Lazy, confident, like he already figured me out. Like he knows how this will end. Cute.

He doesn’t.

He just stood there across the room. Not moving just watching. But his eyes? They burned. Like he was waiting.
So I made him wait more.

A little glance. A teasing smile. Flicking my hair over my shoulder, fingers running on the table, tracing my collarbone. Small things nothing big. But enough. Enough to see his jaw tighten.

Then I walked past him slowly. Close enough that my lips brushed his ear.
"Careful," I whispered, teasing. "I bite."
His hand caught my wrist. Warm. Strong. I sucked in a breath.
"So do I."
His grip tightened just a little. Not enough to hurt. Just enough to make me feel it. To remind me that I wasn’t the only one playing.

I met his eyes. Lips parting just slightly. The air between us? Thick. Heavy. Something waiting to snap.
Then before he could do anything I pulled away. Slipped right out of his grip. Left only the ghost of a touch behind.
"Catch me next time," I murmured as I walked away. Feeling his stare burning into my skin.
He didn’t follow. Didn’t call out.

But I knew. Oh, I knew.

The shift. The promise.

The game had started.

And I have a secret Diary. I always win. *wink*

XOXO
Your favorite bad girl

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Nice babe...

Interesting and bold! The playful tension makes it fun to read. ​
 
EbonyBabe said:
Oh la la!! Scandaloussssss
I wanna read more!!
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Anything for my Eby ;)
TheWiTcher08 said:
Aaw damn!
This is a real piece of tease ❤️
Write more, am waiting to read
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Now all of you are making me go through performance fever… hahaha! I hope it’s going to be something jaw dropping that it leaves you all with your mouths agape. :inlove:
curly said:
I also love to be a bad girl with bad ass fucking bad mind around
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Oh darling! Be the bad girl of your dreams...bold, unstoppable, and impossible to resist.
 
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