#no cleavage or anything bc I wear mens shirts

[munsonsmixtapes]

Ok but imagine like older Eddie he's like 50 and he's still in corroded coffin but they only got big around Hawkins and surrounding areas but like you meet him ajd you're 23 and he's selling merch and you donf think he's in the band and you're in town for the headliners band which is a bigger more well known band bur yiu and Eddie start flirting and you're wearing your usual concert outfit a tight cropped tank top and short shorts and you guys takk and you wnd up buying merch for the band you think he's just selling for jusf bc you needed a reason to talj to him and then you go to your seats and the opening band is Eddie's bandand yiu see him and your jaw drops and you're in shock and he's so so giddy and flirty wven while he's playinf but only ti you and he feels like a teenager again and his hormones are racing and after the set you don't even stay to watch the headliner you go and talj eith him more and one thing leads to another and yiu guys ya know get filthy 🥵🥵🙈🙈🙈

This is such a great request! I did change the age gap because it’s a little too large for my liking so I hope that’s okay!

cw: MDNI (18+) smut (p in v) fingering, grinding, age gap (reader is 25 and Eddie is 40)

You entered the crowded venue and smoothed out your skirt before heading over to the merch stand of the band you were most excited to see. You had worn your best outfit, hoping to get some action from the lead guitarist, even though he was definitely old enough to be your father. What could you say? You had a thing for older men and didn’t think there was anything wrong with that.

You pulled your shirt down just enough to show your cleavage, even though your bra was very visible through the tight material and made your way over to the merch table where you knew the band hung out before their set.

You looked around at the other tables as you went and stopped when you saw the hottest man you had ever seen at the stall right next to the one you had your eye on. He was staring directly at you, his eyes looking directly at your tits that were practically spilling over your tank top.

He had a beard that you were definitely into and his hair was pulled back into a loose bun which you assumed was to keep his hair off his neck in the hot venue and he was wearing a denim vest which showcased his tattoos very nicely. He had some on his torso and both of his arms were covered in full sleeves.

As you stepped closer, you could see all of his face piercing which included a hoop through both his lip and nose and a piercing through his eyebrow. He was so hot that you could have sworn you were getting wet just from looking at him.

“Hi,” you greeted, putting on your signature flirty smile and he mimicked it, his far better than yours.

“Hi,” he replied, pressing his hands on the counter and leaning forward, just close enough for you to get a whiff of him. He smelled like the perfect mixture of tobacco and whatever cologne he was wearing and it was intoxicating.

“Corroded Coffin?” You asked, looking down at the shirts that were displayed both behind him and on the table he was leaning on. You knew practically every band in the genre so you weren’t entirely sure why you had never heard of them.

“They’re newer,” he responded, his voice sounding raspy and low, making your cunt even more damp. “It’s their first big show outside of Indiana.”

“That’s really cool,” you smiled. You always loved supporting smaller bands and eyed the CD that was next to him, displaying what you had assumed was their album.

“You should check them out,” he said, handing you one of the CDs and a shirt that he assumed was your size. You reached for your purse, but he just shook his head.

“No need, sugar,” he winked. “It’s on the house.”

“Well thank you-” you paused, realizing you didn’t know his name.

“Eddie,” he responded and got thought the name suited him.

“Eddie,” you repeated and he loved the way it fell from your pretty glossed lips.

“And you are?” He asked, leaning even closer and his scent entered your nose again, making you want to smell it forever.

“I guess you’ll have to find out when you find me later,” you gave him a wink of your own and grabbed a sharpie from your purse that you had brought for autographs and grabbed his hand before scribbling your number on it. With that, you turned on your heel to head to to head into the seating area, making a beeline for a spot right in front of the barricade, the whole reason why you originally showed up in the first place as your mind wandered to Eddie.

Not long after, you received a text from Eddie which had been an eggplant emoji and immediately saved his number before sending him the water droplets back.

After about an hour of making conversation with the people around you, the lights went down and the first band came on. You watched as fog moved across the stage as the curtain slowly rose to reveal the band, a gasp escaping your lips as you realized that the front man was Eddie.

“How we doing San Francisco?” He asked as he adjusted his mic. His eyes locked on yours and you smiled, giving him a flirty wave. Everyone erupted in cheers and you joined them, clapping your hands together and cheering as loud as you could.

“Good to hear it. May I say that I am doing fantastic. I think I’m gonna start off with a fan favorite. Is that alright?” Everyone cheered again and you were curious to see which song they were going to perform.

The song started off slow, but you didn’t miss the absolutely filthy lyrics that were spilling from Eddie’s mouth. He was watching the entire time, almost as if he was dedicating the song to you. He then stepped away from his mic, you reached your hand out to him and he took it, pressing a kiss to the skin, looking directly into your eyes as he sang about wanting to fuck you like an animal.

As you watching Eddie perform, you let your mind think about all of the things you’d let him do to you. The way you’d grind against him while he sat in the passenger seat of your car as he took what he wanted from you as he kissed you until you were both breathless. He’d then stick his hands underneath your skirt and finger you, stretching you out so you’d be ready for his giant cock and he’d fuck you until you both orgasmed, the windows fogging up from your moans mixing together in the air.

You honestly hadn’t been paying attention their entire set after the first song. All you could think about was how badly you wanted to see Eddie naked and just how much you wanting to run your tongue along his lip ring while he pounded into you, making you moan like you never had before.

You sent Eddie your location as you got to your car and he met you there pretty quickly, still in his outfit from before, his torso glistening with sweat that you found yourself wanting to lick up.

“So, you gonna tell me your name now?” He asked as he took a drag of the cigarette he was holding.

“I’m y/n.”

“Oh, I’m gonna love moaning that,” he responded then his eyes widened. “That is why you asked me here, right?”

“What did you think the emoji meant?”

“I just wanted to be sure, sugar,” he took another drag from the cigarette and blew it through his lips. “Just wanted to make sure the feeling was mutual before I did anything. And I also wanted to make sure that you were of age before we did anything. You’d be surprised how many minors try to get with me.”

You pulled your ID from your wallet and handed it to him. You had been younger than he thought and a couple years younger than the half your age plus seven rule but since it was only two, he supposed he could make an exception. You were just so hot to not take the opportunity.

He gave you your ID back and without hesitation, his lips were on yours in a filthy kiss as he set you on the hood of your car, spreading your legs so he could step between them to get closer to you. He licked into your mouth and laid you down onto the hood, neither of you caring who was around. You were just so desperate for each other that you couldn’t waste any time getting into the car.

His tongue roughly scraped against yours and you let out a moan at the feeling which made his dick harden which you felt against you, making you even more wet. Eddie’s hand slowly moved down to your skirt and moved up it. His fingers were rough and his rings were cool against your thigh as he slowly moved his hand up it. His cock hardened even more once he realized you hadn’t been wearing any underwear.

He shoved two of his fingers up your pussy as his lips moved against yours and you moaned into his mouth at both the sensation and his cold rings brushing the sensitive skin.

“Oh,” you moaned and he pulled away, wanting to see you come undone at his touches. Your eyes closed as he got both fingers fully inside and then he pulled out, pumping in and out and you moaned louder as he moved harder and faster, your legs giving out at the pure delight that was coursing through you.

“Look so pretty around my fingers, sugar. Bet you look even prettier around my cock,” he said as he pulled his fingers out of you as soon as you reached your orgasm. He licked the slick clean off his fingers and looked down at you with a grin as you gasped at the action. “And look at that, you taste even better.”

Your legs were feeling like jello as you were sliding down the hood of the car. Eddie caught you and helped you to the passenger seat. He got in first and you climbed on top of him. He slammed the door and as soon as you were in the privacy of the tinted windows, your lips were on his, the kiss rough and hot as you leaned the seat back as far as it would go. Once it was situated, you moved your hands to Eddie’s vest, pulling it down his shoulders. He leaned up so you had more ease removing it and eventually, it ended up in the backseat as he pulled the bottom of your shirt out from your skirt. He could see the red bra underneath it pretty clearly, but he wanted to see it without the shirt being in the way.

You lifted your arms and he removed your shirt in one quick motion, tossing it into the back seat before taking a moment to get a look at you. You looked so fucking hot on top of him with your kiss bitten lips and your tits that were practically spilling out of your bra. He didn’t know what he had done to be able to be there with you in that moment, but he was definitely going to consider himself fucking lucky.

Eddie’s fingers ran along the lace that was attached to the tops of the cups and you felt your nipples harden as his fingers touched your bare chest as his fingers moved. He kissed you again and stuck his hand down one of the cups to squeeze your tit. He licked into your mouth and you began grinding against him, the slick of your sopping wet cunt seeping through his jeans, making the fabric wet as well.

You felt his hard dick against your entrance as you continued to grind on him and he groaned into your mouth at the feeling. Eventually, his hands moved to the back of your bra and he unclasped it with ease before tossing it to the back to join your other discarded clothing.

“God, fuck, you’re so hot,” he practically whimpered as he caught sight of your tits.

“Oh, you like them?” You asked, moving to the left and right, causing them to move with you. Eddie swore he was going to cream his pants right there.

“Wanna see them bounce while you ride me,” his voice was even lower and raspy than before and you swore that you weren’t going to survive if he was going to keep talking like that. “Wanna ride me, sugar?” That nickname was doing things to you that you couldn’t even explain.

“Wanna ride you so bad, fuck,” you whined. Oh, he could get used to that. You moved so he could remove his pants while you reached for a condom in your purse. Once you had it and his pants and underwear were down to his ankles. His cock was even larger than you had expected and you were not glad he had fingered you so you were more stretched out.

“You’re so big,” you told him and he smiled.

“Think you can take it?”

“Oh, I know I can.” You rolled the condom onto his dick then situated yourself onto it, the two of you letting out moans as he entered you. You grabbed onto his shoulders while his hands went to your waist. Your hips bucked as you began to ride him. Eddie watched your tits bounce as you moved and he was mesmerized by the moment, very sure that no one had ever looked that hot in that situation.

You continued to ride him as you leaned down and pressed your lips to his, your tongue moving his lip ring back and forth as your bare tits pressed to his chest. It was overstimulating, but he didn’t even care.

“Fuck, driving me crazy,” he moaned. “Can’t be doing all these things at once, sugar. My poor cock can’t take it.”

“Oh, you can take it,” you responded, your movements becoming even faster and harder, causing his back to arch, his own hips bucking against yours. His vision went hazy as he reached his peak, letting out his loudest moan yet, but neither of you were ready to stop.

You pulled him in for another filthy kiss and loved the way his facial hair scraped against your face. It was touch and coarse and you didn’t even care if it irritated your skin so long as he kept kissing you like that, his tongue swirling around and scraping against yours.

You scratched down his chest and you continued to ride him, the feeling of his hips bucking against yours causing you to come undone. His fingers were digging into your hips so hard that you swore that he was going to leave bruises, but you didn’t care. In fact, you kind of wanted him to so you could have physical proof of this moment.

Your pace slowed down as both of you orgasmed, wanting to take things slow for a bit since you had gotten there so quickly. Now you just wanted to enjoy the way he felt inside you a little longer. He felt so good and you were stalling at that point because you knew that this was just going to be a one time thing. It always was with rockstars. They were always the hit it and quite it types.

You eventually got off of Eddie and the two of you cleaned up and he pulled his pants back up which you helped him button. You then settled yourself back on his lap and leaned your head against his chest, tracing the tattoo that was right by your face.

“So, same time tomorrow?” He asked, letting his fingers gently run up and down your back and you pulled back to look at him.

“You want to?” You asked, your face lighting up at his suggestion. He pulled you into a short kiss before smiling as well.

“Sugar, if you fuck me like that again, I’d be happy to do it every night.” You pulled him in for another kiss the laid your head back on his chest to hide the grin on your face.

“It’s a date,” he responded, a grin making its way upon his face as he thought that maybe he’d wine and dine you first. That was what you deserved for making him feel that good, after all.

[suhoexcollector]

Rivals pt 1

part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4...

Pairing: Jaehyun x fem reader

Genre: smut

Word Count: 5.3k

Warnings: thigh riding, rough sex, 

Author: Admin Yugyeom

A/N: so yeah this is most likely gonna end up a series please tell me if you like it and want it to continue.

A/N: Just saying when I had to come up with law firm names I legit just went into the map of Seoul and saw a national park and was like why not name a law firm after that bc I cannot think of anything else, so if you’re wondering what Bukhansan is, its a national park.

Today was easily the worst day you’d had in forever. Its not that anything bad necessarily happened, its just exhaustion and a lousy mood that made everything seem awful. Also the work uniform you had to wear made you feel like a toy, primed up in some dumb blouse that made your tits look huge and a pencil skirt that made spandex look loose. You worked at an over expensive law firm, not a brothel. 

You had hoped to get a drink at your favorite bar, a high end one down the road from work, maybe hook up, you know the usual Friday night routine. But this time there was a maintenance sign out front and you ended having to go to a shitty bar a few blocks away just to get a drink and calm your nerves. 

The bar smelt of old wood and beer. It was horrid but you needed a drink. 

You looked a bit out of place in the dingy bar with your white blouse clinging to your breasts, button undone and cleavage everywhere, pencil skirt tight on your body. You looked like a business woman porn star but you were beyond caring, your boss was the one who made you wear the skimpy outfit, saying it ‘pleased customers’, what was he trying to do? Get you to seduce middle aged men wanting a divorce? 

You sat at the bar and instantly felt some grease ball eye off your ass. 

Yeah, you didn’t have the most concealing outfit on, but it did not instantly give every asshole at the a bar a free pass to undress you with their eyes. 

‘Anything to drink?’ the bartender asked, noticing your slouched form.

‘Yeah, just a shot of vodka’ you answered, sweeping a loose strand of hair behind your ear.

The bartender nodded and casually went about making your drink.

You heard someone’s footsteps approach before you heard their voice.

‘Now, who do we have here, boys?’ The most horrid man you’d ever seen approached you, backed up by two goons. He was abnormally handsome and that’s what horrified you, his narcissism probably made him feel powerful, like he knew he could take you home if he wanted. He wore plain clothes, a pair of skinny jeans, a shirt and a jacket. His hair was jet black and combed back and he smelt strongly of cheap cologne. Fuck boy attire.

‘You have nothing here, boys’ you spat out the last word, making it obvious you do not want them there. 

‘We got a feisty one’ the man said, a smirk creeping up on his young features as he rested his arm on the bar. He unexpectedly leaned in close enough that his lips were almost brushing your ear and your muscles locked up, like a deer in headlights. ‘I wonder if you’re this feisty in the sheets, Kitten’

You swore on your life at that moment, as his foul breath tickled your neck and the appalling nickname left his lips, your skin physically crawled.

A wolf like expression crept along your features and you had murder in your eyes as you looked at the poor excuse for a man in front of you. 

‘I don’t purr for misogynistic assholes’ 

He grinned. That immoral bastard grinned. 

All you could feel was your blood boil and your fists clenched, trying to remotely control the rage that surged through every cell in your body.

‘Then who do you purr for, Kitten?’ He had the audacity to rest his slimy hand on your thigh as he spoke the pet name he’d settled on. 

A calm rage swept over you, the kind that made someone homicidal. 

You slowly turned to the man next to you, looking him dead in his black, glassy eyes.

‘You have 3 seconds to remove your hand before it is gone’ Your voice was steady, dominant.

‘What are you gonna do if I don’t take it away?’ His smirk widened and he squeezed your thigh, hard enough for you to elicit a yelp of surprise. His lingering goons sniggered and his smirk widened to a repulsive smile, exposing unnaturally white teeth. ‘A little squeeze and I already have you whimpering, Kitten’

‘I’ll have you whimpering, you piece of scum’ You turned around to find a businessman standing behind you, you had no idea when he got there or how long he’d been witnessing the scene. He had a scowl plastered on his face, he was simmering with rage and to be honest, it scared you. 

The businessman was the total opposite of the slime ball in front of you, tailored suit, softly handsome features, muscular frame and he didn’t seem like a total jerk.

‘Excuse me Mr Businessman, I doubt you could lay one scratch on me’ The man folded his arms across his chest and surveyed the gentleman before him, slowly raking his eyes over his pristine clothes with harmful intent. His goons cracked their knuckles behind the man, where they had been watching the scene unfold. 

You sat in the bar stool, unsure what to do. 

‘I’ll do more than a scratch’ The businessman’s voice simmered with cold, hard rage, his knuckles turning white from how hard he balled his fists at his side. 

Your eyes widened at how defensive this complete stranger was, he didn’t even know you but he acted like a jealous boyfriend.

‘Here’ the gruff voice of the bartender snapped you out of the trance the bickering seemed to have you under, handing you a shot of vodka. He soon went back to making some other customer’s drink, completely ignoring the two men fighting.

The shot glass was cold in your hand as you took it from the bartender with a quick ‘thank you’. 

The warm liquor burned your throat as you downed the vodka in one go, trying to distract yourself from the two males sizing each other up.

‘If you lay one more hand on her, I’ll-’

‘You’ll what? Hit me with your briefcase? You can’t do shit’ The grease ball interrupted the businessman. 

This was enough, you were done with these two people fighting over you and the businessman would get seriously hurt if he went up against the grease ball’s goons. So, you got up out of the bar stool and stood in between the two men.

‘That’s enough thanks, I better get home’ You went to walk away but before you could take more than two steps, a hand wrapped around your wrist. 

You turned back around to find the grease ball grabbing your arm. 

‘Not so fast, Kitten’ His grip tightened and he pulled you back towards him, causing you to stumble and fall onto him. 

He slid his hands down your sides, lightly grazing your boob, holding you up and stopping you from falling. 

‘Let go of me, you bastard’ You spat the words out, a viscous expression crossing your features. Rage roaring through your veins at how this piece of shit touched you.

‘Oh c’mon Kitt-’ His plead was cut off via a punch from the businessman. 

There was a distinct crunch of breaking cartilage as his fist connected with the grease ball’s face. 

The grease ball instantly reared back, his hands flying from your sides to his face, cupping his nose, attempting to ease the gushing flow of blood. 

The businessman stood back, his shoulders looked broader than before and his face somehow more handsome. His features simmered with burning rage, his lips set in a permanent scowl. 

‘Are you okay?’ The businessman’s expression instantly softened as he turned to speak the 3 words to you. 

‘Yeah, I’m fine’ Honestly, you were too shocked to choke out anymore syllables than that. 

‘You mother fucker’ The grease ball hissed the last 2 words with undying fury and he looked toward the businessman with raw hatred.

The goons must have been shocked by the sudden punch as they only started to move after the grease ball spoke.

The last thing you wanted was the businessman to get hurt for defending you, so you stepped in front of the him, blocking the goons pathway toward him. 

‘Stop, we’ll just go’ You folded your arms over your chest and glared at the two large men stopping abruptly. 

‘Miss, you’re in our way’ One of the goons spoke, his words laced with threat.

‘And you’re in our way’ Your shoulders squared and you looked toward the grease ball and his goons with disgust ‘Its the least you can do for basically harassing me’. 

Their eyes widened with astonishment, finally realizing you weren’t to be fucked with. 

Unexpectedly, you felt the businessman’s hands on your waist. His touch was warm and inviting, your body melting into it. The smell of expensive cologne filled your nostrils as he leaned down to whisper in your ear. ‘Why are you defending me?’ As he murmured his breath tickled the shell of your ear, the sensation sent chills up and down your spine and a sudden throb to start at your core. 

‘Because, its the least I can do for you’ The words barely made there way out of  your mouth, you were so under the trance of the businessman, though you never broke your glare from the three pathetic men in front of you. His long fingers lightly squeezed your waist in thanks, you started to wonder how those fingers would feel squeezing your- 

‘Fine, lets just go’ The grease ball cut off your thoughts and gave you one last stink eye before turning away, the goons following. 

‘You didn’t have to defend me’ Once again the businessman’s breath tickled your neck. 

Your lip caught between your teeth, your thoughts were racing, all you could think about was his hands on your waist and breath on your neck. 

‘I’m Jaehyun’ he let go and you spun around to face him, his name sounded familiar but you didn’t know where from.

‘I’m Y/N’ Your eyes connected, his chocolate orbs sparkling in the low light of the crappy bar. 

‘Do you wanna get out of here? I know a better place close by’ Jaehyun smirked and his eyes wandered, taking in your features and body. 

‘That sounds wonderful’ A smile lit up on your face, delighted at the offer.

His hand clasped yours, his skin rough, yet comforting as it entwined itself with your own.

The doors swung open, causing a cold breeze to hit you, sending shivers to course through your body at the change in temperature. 

You both walked out onto the curb, fully outside the banged up bar. 

‘Are you cold?’ Jaehyun asked you, his words laced with concern, his brow furrowing in worry as he surveyed your goosebumps arising on your arms.

‘A little’ You spoke while rubbing your arms in attempt to warm yourself up. 

‘Here’ He swept his suit jacket in a swift motion and offered you the dark material. 

‘No its fine’ Your hand reached up to push the fabric toward him, it felt lavish in your hand, as if it were made of the finest material.

Instead of protesting, Jaehyun stood in front of you and swept the material behind your back, so it sat on your shoulders. His hands slid down from your shoulders to your sides in a loose embrace. 

The fabric was still warm from his body heat and you felt instantly warmer, allowing the comfort of his jacket to wash over you. Though, you weren’t focused on that and instead concentrated on Jaehyun’s hands, once again, holding your waist and his body merely a few inches in front of yours. 

‘Warmer?’ He questioned looking into your eyes, a smug smirk planted on his features. 

His scent washed over you, it smelt nice, like rose and some other flower.

It was intoxicating. No. Jaehyun was intoxicating. His scent, his touch, his looks, his existence was driving you mad. 

‘Yeah’ The word came out barely audible, your ability to talk betraying you. 

‘Y/N..’ Jaehyun spoke your name silently, it coming out as more of a breathless whisper. 

You looked at him quizzically, wondering why he spoke your name. 

‘Do you want me?’ His question shocked you, it being the last thing you’d think would come out of his mouth. 

Jaehyun’s expression changed, his eyes were hooded with lust and his grip on your hips tightened.   

This had to be a dream and you had to have imagined the 4 words that tumbled off his delicate lips. 

‘Jaehyun...’ You had no idea how to react to the abrupt question, though, your voice sounded full of want.

He leaned in slowly, giving enough time for you to anticipate his next move. 

You knew he was going to kiss you, but you certainly weren’t ready for it.

As Jaehyun’s soft lips connected with yours, his hands wrapped around your waist, pulling you into him and your hands reached up to tangle in his hair, the movement causing his jacket to tumble off your shoulders and onto the floor. 

The kiss was hands down the best one you’d ever had, your lips reconnecting passionately, his scent filling your senses, his touch driving you wild and the only thing you could concentrate on was Jaehyun, his name racing through your thoughts like a prayer.

Instinctively, you ground your hips into his, causing him to growl into the kiss, your knees going weak at the noise he elicited.

He broke of the kiss, his eyes looking into yours deeply. 

‘Can we take this somewhere else? The bar can wait’ Jaehyun’s pupils were blown out from want and the darkness of the night.

‘Please’ The word left your mouth breathlessly.

Jaehyun needed no other encouragement and reached down to pick up his jacket, fixing it back onto your shoulders.

‘Thank you’ you said while securing the warming fabric onto your shoulders.

‘No problem’ He leaned down applying a chaste kiss to your lips and wrapping his arm around your waist, snuggling you into his warm side.

Jaehyun lead you both off to an expensive car parked on the curb. 

‘I just have to go back to the office and finish something off, is that okay?’ He looked at you casually, opening the passenger door for you.

‘Yeah that’s fine’ With that you slid into the car, Jaehyun shutting the door for you and getting in the drivers side. 

You shrugged the jacket off, not needing it anymore after he put the car heating on full blast.

‘Here, let me take that’ Jaehyun took the jacket out of your hands and tossed it into the back seat. 

The whole situation barely processed through your brain. You were in this hot stranger’s car and you were almost 100% sure he was taking you back to his office to fuck.   

‘I don’t work too far from here’ He said, buckling in his seat belt along with you. 

‘What do you do?’ You questioned, it must be a high paying job for him to have an expensive car and suit.

‘I work at a law firm’ 

‘Which one?’ You asked quizzically, knowing very well of the bad blood between your law firm and another close by. 

The only word that crossed your mind when Jaehyun spoke the words of the firm that had been rivaled with yours for years was ‘fuck’. So, he was the Jung Jaehyun. Top lawyer of Seoul law firm. You were in deep shit if your boss found out you were hooking up with him.

You quickly covered your look of surprise, hoping he wouldn’t have seen, already being distracted with starting the car. 

Jaehyun started the car and pulled out onto the street, heading off towards his office. 

The car ride was the most sexually frustrating experience you'd ever had, though you tried to will your want away. What would he do if he found out he slept with a lawyer from his firm’s main rival?

Jaehyun decided to be the biggest tease of all time and laid his hand on your knee, though he didn’t stop there. He massaged little circles into your skin with the pads of his fingers, but then started to move his hand up until it was practically half up your skirt, resting on your thigh, sending shivers throughout your body from the sheer touch. 

It also wasn’t helping that Jaehyun looked hot as hell, one hand on the steering wheel, the other driving you mad, handsome features lighting up in the passing street lights.

After a 5 minute drive of you trying your hardest to not make him pull into an alleyway so you could fuck him right in the car, you finally arrived outside the Seoul law firm, a massive skyscraper.

The biggest rival to your fellow law firm, Bukhansan law firm. There had been bad blood between the two firms years ago when a case got ugly, Seoul winning the case through lies and allowing a serial killer to roam the streets. The firm is brutal, notorious for winning cases and mowing down anyone in their way, exactly what happened to a Bukhansan lawyer, hence the rivalry. 

Jaehyun squeezed your thigh slightly, pulling you out of your thoughts. His hand was so high up your skirt, if he went any further, he’d touch your soaked panties.

‘We’re here’ He said blatantly, removing his hand and getting out of the car, you following suit.

Jaehyun walked around the car, locking it with his keys, coming up to where you were standing on the curb. 

‘We wont be too long, I promise’ He said, wrapping his hand arm around your waist and placing a kiss on your temple. 

He lead you into the tall building, scanning his security card and casually walking with you to the elevator. His demeanor was casual, as if he weren’t leading a woman into his office at 11pm. 

The elevator doors opened with a distinct ding, and Jaehyun walked in and pressed the highest number on the panel.

Once the doors were shut, he snapped.

You felt Jaehyun’s hands grasp your hips, pressing you into the cool glass of the elevator mirror, his mouth ravaging your neck. One hand traveled up to squeeze your boob, causing you to moan, and the other pressed the stop button, halting the elevator. 

His lips sucked at the skin on your neck, his teeth nibbling at random places, dispersing hickies up your neck. Your hands moved to his hair, pulling and tugging at the strands, causing him to elicit a deep hum into the skin of your neck. 

Jaehyun’s lips met yours hungrily, both of your mouths clashing in raw desire. His hands slid down to the hem of your skirt halfway up your thigh, pushing under the fabric hastily, to pull down your underwear to your knees. 

‘Take them fully off’ jaehyun broke of the kiss, his tone laced with sheer dominance.

You did as he asked, reaching down to pull your soaked panties off completely, holding them up to the small gap between you both. One of his hands reached up and took the fabric off you, tucking them into his back pocket. 

‘Keeping a souvenir, huh?’ You teased, raising your eyebrows at him.

‘No, easier access for later. You’re soaked and I’ve barely started’ Jaehyun responded, closing the gap between you, once again, crashing his lips into yours.

Barely started. You were in for one hell of a ride.

You were hyper aware of his hands mere inches away from your bare crotch. His fingers started to travel upward, the sensation making you more hungry for Jaehyun, your kiss becoming more insistent and your hands roaming his torso.

His thumb rubbed your clit, you not even remotely ready for the sensation. He flicked over your clit again with his thumb and you moaned into the kiss. 

‘Moan again for me’ Jaehyun broke of the kiss, fixing an intense stare on your face. He spoke the words as a command, a simple one to follow considering he could look at you and you’d moan. 

A breathless whine fell of your lips as he brushed his thumb over your clit again. He started to rub your sensitive nub rhythmically, and you caught your bottom lip in your teeth, a lust filled groan echoing throughout the elevator. 

Jaehyun stopped, pulling his hand away and ceasing his assault on your lips.

He reached over to the stop button and pressed it, making the elevator continue its ascent.

‘I’m getting impatient, but we should wait, I can’t fuck you properly in this elevator’ Jaehyun explained, crashing his lips into yours after speaking the last word. 

You were only on the 10th floor, still quite far away from the top 45th floor. 

Jaehyun continued to make out with you the entire elevator ride, his hands occasionally squeezing your butt or boobs, yours fixated in his hair, your kisses heated and full of lust, opposite of the passionate kiss outside the bar.  

The elevator doors opened with a ping, displaying a large office at the very top of the building. 

You both stumbled out, Jaehyun following you, hands wrapped around your waist and lips attacking your neck from behind.

A large window spanned the entire wall, opposite of the elevator, a large, oak desk in the middle with a big office chair. Bookcases lined the left side of the wall while an abstract art wallpaper took the right side, a big leather couch taking up most of the wall. There was a soft, fluffy rug in the middle of the office, in front of the desk, creating a softer space on the marble floor.

This office was huge. 

Jaehyun pulled you out of your daze with a particularly harsh suck to your neck, you reached behind to grab his hair, arching your back and eliciting a moan in the process. 

‘Is this your office?’ you barely breathed out the words, too distracted by his assault on your neck.

He hummed in affirmation into your skin, the vibrations going straight to your arousal, causing a drop to run down your inner thigh. 

Your breath hitched. You were in Jung Jaehyun of Seoul Law Firm’s office ready to fuck.

If your firm ever found out, you were dead meat.

What if Jaehyun found out? How would he feel knowing a Bukhansan lawyer seduced him? 

A twinge of guilt flickered through your stomach. 

It went away when Jaehyun’s hands crept up your shirt and popped the first button. 

Your breath hitched again.

His hand traveled agonizingly slow to the next button. 

He popped the second button, then the third, until all your buttons were undone. His breath tickled your cheek as he watched himself unbutton your shirt, detaching his lips from your neck.

Once the last button was undone, his hands slid up to the collar and pulled down your shirt until the only items of clothing you wore were your bra and skirt. 

His fingers tickled the skin of your back as he unclasped your bra with ease, you pulled it off your shoulders so it fell to the ground almost immediately. 

Jaehyun placed a light kiss on your shoulder and his hands slid to your waist. 

He was keeping it slow and sensual. 

His hands took control and spun you around to face him.

You watched him as his eyes took you in, slowly sweeping over your body to meet your eyes. You didn’t feel self conscious at all, Jaehyun’s look was as if he were admiring art. 

His hands sat at your waist, but pulled you into him, both your bodies flush against each other. His eyes still watching you attentively. 

Your hands creeped up to the top of Jaehyun’s business shirt and popped the first button. 

A wicked smile appeared on your features as you undid the second button. 

Jaehyun just watched you unbutton his shirt until it was open, his bottom lip tugging between his teeth.

His tie was still around his neck and you tugged it, pulling his face close enough to yours, your breaths mingled. 

He leaned into a kiss before you could, your lips connecting with passion and lust. 

Your fingers worked at his tie, pulling it off and discarding on the floor, Jaehyun pulled off his shirt throwing it off to the side.

His hands pulled you into him, grinding against you so you could feel his hardened cock on your abdomen.

Your hands trailed down to the zip on his pants while his cupped your boobs, pulling and pinching at the hardened nipples.

‘Not yet’ He broke away from the kiss grabbing your hands and putting them behind your back. 

Jaehyun started leading you over to the desk, lightly pushing you backwards toward the oak wood table, kicking off his shoes in the process, you doing the same.

Your wrists hit the desk, bringing you both to a stop. The rug was soft and fluffy under your bare feet, it was easily the softest material you’d ever felt. 

He let go of your wrists and you brought them up to wrap your arms around Jaehyun’s neck, pulling him into a kiss. 

 His hands grasped your butt and pulled you toward him, so once again your bodies were flush against each other. 

Jaehyun turned to the left and lowered your body to the ground along with his, so you were both laid down on the rug.

You broke of the kiss so you could reach down and undo your skirt. 

‘Let me’ Jaehyun’s hands reached down and pulled the zip down, then sliding down the skirt so you were completely naked underneath him. 

‘This doesn’t seem fair’ you whined pouting at him. 

‘Don’t worry about it’ Jaehyun retorted, fixated on once again attaching himself to your neck. 

His hands trailed down your body, glancing over your nipples like the tease he is.

A moan fell off your lips and you back arched into his touch. 

His finger tips grazed your inner thighs and you bucked your hips into his bulge. 

Jaehyun nipped your neck. ‘Stop being a tease’ The words were mumbled into your skin. 

‘I could say the same to you’ You basically moaned, the pads of his finders a mere inch from your dripping entrance. 

Jaehyun pulled his fingers away, instead working at removing his pants, soon pulling them down along with his boxers, allowing his cock to spring free. 

Before you could even see much of it, his hands gripped your waist and flipped you over, so he was underneath you, though, he sat up, allowing you to straddle one of his thighs. 

‘Ride it’ He whispered into your ear.

‘What?’ Did he mean ride his thigh?

His hands pushed your wetness onto his thigh. You moaned at the feeling of your clit rubbing against the taught muscle. 

‘Ride my thigh’ Jaehyun’s voice was more commanding. 

You didn’t need to be told.

The rug tickled your knees as you adjusted yourself more comfortably on his leg, your hands grabbing onto his shoulders for support.

Jaehyun pulled your hips toward him, dragging your clit over his thigh roughly.

‘Fuck’ The word left your mouth as almost a whisper, your fingers digging into his back. 

Your hips rocked back, creating more friction on your clit.

He pulled your hips toward him again, but this time tensed his muscle, creating a harder surface for you to rub yourself on.

A sinful moan fell off your lips as you moved your hips faster. 

One of Jaehyun’s hands left your side to stroke his cock. You looked down toward it, pre cum leaking off the swollen tip. 

His hand grabbed it and started pumping, spreading the pre cum over his shaft as a lubricant, while his other held your hip, still rocking you along his thigh. 

The sight turned you on further, coating his leg in even more of your juices. 

You couldn’t resist and reached your hand down, grabbing his length. 

Jaehyun stopped his hand to look up at you with confusion. He understood what you were doing when your hand rubbed up and down his shaft, jerking him off to the rhythm your hips followed.

His hand left his cock and went back to your waist, pulling you up and down his thigh faster. 

Small sparks of pleasure shot through your body and you knew you were close to your orgasm. 

Jaehyun rocked his hips into your hand, trying to get you to go faster. 

‘Patience’ You teased, your breath fanning over his neck.

His grip tightened on your hips and he pushed you into his thigh while tensing the muscle at the same time. 

A whimper escaped your lips at the pleasure. 

‘Go faster’ Jaehyun commanded. 

You disobeyed, in fact you stopped your hand all together, pulling it away to rest on his shoulder. 

Jaehyun grabbed tighter around your waist and flipped you onto your back. 

The rug was soft and cushioned your body, the fluffy tufts occasionally tickling your skin.

You were still holding onto his shoulders, which were now above you as Jaehyun positioned himself over you, propping his body up with his arms.

He rocked his hips into yours, pushing himself inside of you. 

‘I guess I’ll have to set the pace myself’ Jaehyun said before retracting then slamming his hips back into yours harshly. ‘I’m going to pound you into this rug so hard your throat will be sore from crying out my name’ You didn’t doubt it. 

He was going hard and fast and you felt it. If he kept up this pace you were not going to be able to walk tomorrow. 

Jaehyun moaned at the feeling of you wrapped around him. You tugged on his shoulders, signalling him to lean in closer to you. Your lips pressed into his heatedly when he got close enough. His mouth strayed from yours and started to litter your neck in hickies.

‘Your mine. Hear that? No one else’s. Not that grease ball from the bar’s, your mine.’ He spoke the words right next to your ear. 

‘I’m yours’ You sighed the words and Jaehyun kissed your neck in agreement. 

His cock hit a spot that had you putty in his hands and you let him know with a desperate moan. 

‘You like that?’ He questioned, pulling away to look into your eyes. Jaehyun went harder when you nodded, your toes curled, your back arched and your nails raked down his back.

He reached down and rubbed tight circles into your clit. A cry left your lips at the feeling, encouraging him to stroke faster, his breath heavy on your neck. 

‘Moan my name’ He whispered into your sweaty skin. 

‘Jaehyun’ His name sounded sinful.

The combined stimulation of his cock, his fingers and his thigh from earlier brought you to the edge of your release. One particular thrust caused you to fall into the deep abyss of pleasure as your orgasm washed over you, your walls tightening around Jaehyun, your wetness dripping onto the rug and your body going limp, letting the feeling engulf you. 

The only thing you could do was scream his name as you came around him.

He moaned as he kept thrusting, trying to finish himself off. 

Jaehyun pulled out, leaving you feeling empty but satisfied, as he spilled warm cum over your lower stomach and thighs. 

He knelt in front of your wrecked frame, covered in his seed and sweat, still shaking from possibly the best orgasm of your life. 

You sat yourself up on your elbows. 

‘Holy shit’ You whispered, looking toward Jaehyun’s sweaty face, your voice hoarse.

He closed the gap between the two of you, planting a passionate kiss on your lips. Your hands left the soft strands of the rug to tangle themselves in his hair, his arms wrapping around your back to pull you into his body. 

That’s how you fell for the man that could end your life. 

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Okay so there is this thing a bunch of churches in my hometown do every year, where they send all of their teens to go work for a week and build ramps, fic roofs, clean yards etc for people who physically can't do it themselves. It's really fun and in the evenings we go and do something fun like play games etc

Or, as we did this year, go swimming. This is separated for a reason. Since it's a Christian thing, they had this "dress code" for what we could and couldn't wear to swim in. These rules?

1. No bikinis. 2. If you wear a bikini, you must wear at T-shirt over it. 3. The T-shirt can't be white. 4. If you come in a bikini without a T-shirt, they will provide one for you that you must wear. 5. Nothing that shows much back. 6. Or hip. 7. Or cleavage.

As you may have noticed, EVERY RULE RESTRICTED GIRLS AND GIRLS ALONE. I already knew that most the adults there were sexist, old, white men, but this was wrong.

Why couldn't we wear bikinis?? If they covered everything properly then???? What's the problem??

(Hint hint: it'd make the boys get aroused, apparently)

SO, at that time I did as asked, I wore my bikini but I had a shirt on over it.

Next year though? I won't be as compliant. IF we go to the pool again (bc there is no guarantee) and receive the same sexist rules, I have a plan of attack that my sister's are already in on and will join me, and I'm sure my friends will to.

Firstly, I'm going to be polite. If there is no reason to be extremely passive aggressive then I won't. I'll go up to the man in charge of it all and say "hey, I'm, could you also make all the guys wear shirts? Seeing their nipples makes me really uncomfortable."

If he gives me some bullshit excuse and says no, then I'll sigh and say okay.

BUT WHEN WE GET TO THE POOL. B O Y.

Myself and whoever I get to join me in protest are going to wear bikinis, with shirts. Until we get to the pool.

Then we are going to take off our shirts and get into the pool.

And if they yell at us, whatever. It's not like they could do anything else. We wouldn't leave and they couldn't force us without us screaming.

And I'll say "if we have to be uncomfortable seeing their nipples, then they have to be uncomfortable, in every sense of the word, seeing our stomachs. This is the 21st century, sexism is disgusting and outdated. We can wear what we want and if they get hard over seeing our stomachs, that's their problem."

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[whittynovels]

November 9

TW: Abuse, rape

****SPOILER ALERT****

I would give this zero stars if I could. Since I was on the plane when I began reading this, I was unable to snapchat vlog how much I hated it. Therefore, here’s my list of complaints in word format:

• Fallon describes herself as being “obsessive-compulsive” about hygiene. You could just say you find hygiene important instead of belittling an actual mental illness for a hyperbole.

• Homeboy (Ben) eavesdrops on a conversation Fallon has with her father in a restaurant, then when she says she hasn’t had a boyfriend, he SLIPS INTO THE BOOTH NEXT TO HER AND PRETENDS TO BE HER BOYFRIEND? WTF THE FUCK? GO SIT BACK AT YOUR OWN TABLE. STOP TOUCHING HER AND CALLING HER LADYBUG AND BABY. 1-800-DID-NOT-ASK AND WAS NOT INVITED. HOLY SHIT I HATE THIS

• I’m tired of every colleen hoover being about a girl with self-confidence issues. Even worse, in this one, the MC has disfiguring scars, which just worsens the fact that Hoover would exploit trauma and burn victims to establish a character trait.

• LITERALLY THE ENTIRE FIRST CHAPTER IN BEN’S PERSPECTIVE IS TALKING ABOUT HER BOOBS AND WHAT COLOR UNDERWEAR SHE IS WEARING. WHAT THE FUCK???? HOW IS THAT SEXY OR ROMANTIC FOR A GUY TO BE FANTASIZING ABOUT UNDRESSING A GIRL IN HIS HEAD BARELY TWO MINUTES AFTER THEY MEET????? FUCK ME UP I HATE IT

• FURTHERMORE, (I’ll stop using caps now bc I feel like I’m wearing it out but please do bear in mind that I’m furious) he literally says “if we’re just going to sit here and stare at each other, it’d be nice if she were showing a little cleavage, instead of wearing this long-sleeved shirt that leaves everything to the imagination. It’s pushing eighty degrees outside. She should be in something a lot less . . .  convent-inspired” (pg. 24). LITERALLY FUCK YOU WHAT THE FUCK IT’S CHAPTER 2 AND YOU’RE ALREADY DICTATING HOW SHE SHOULD DRESS?????? OH MY FUCKING GOD I WANT TO TEAR THIS BOOK APART

• NOT EVEN THE WORST PART!!! A few paragraphs later he starts looking at her scars and he’s like “Are [her breasts] scarred, too? How much of her body is actually affected?” And I get that it might be a genuine curiosity to see her and wonder how much of her body is affected by the burns, bUT YOU CAN’T JUST ASK SOMEONE THAT OR BLATANTLY FANTASIZE ABOUT UNDRESSING THEM JUST TO SATISFY YOUR CURIOSITY ABOUT THEIR DISEASE OR SCARS!!! I literally don’t understand this. This is absolutely disgusting. “I begin to mentally undress her, and not in a sexual way. I’m just curious. Really curious.” (pg 25). WTTTFFFFF??????!!!!!!!!!! this is so wrongly voyeuristic and completely fetishizes her scars.

• I call bullshit on this book. I know romance is unrealistic because it’s mostly just girls’ wish fulfillment, but a straight, not unattractive guy swooping in to save a girl from a verbally abusive dad, buys her dinner, is a creative writing student, etc.? It doesn’t happen. This doesn’t exist.

• I’ve always gotten subtle homophobic vibes from Hoover’s books, but on page 28 MC says “No gay man I know would have left the house looking like you do right now” and just the outright stereotyping and trying to use that to be funny is just gross. Assuming every single gay man puts fashion on an alter is so stupidly stereotypical and I’m angry about it.

• Ahhh. Page 34. He begins to get all romantic and heavy and saying “want to know what I was thinking about when I saw you for the first time?” and we thought we were going to get a touching story about looking past her scars at her beauty but nope. Full paragraphs talking about her ass and him wondering if she was going commando. The objectification of women in this one is so undeniably and painfully real.

• Ben basically navigates throughout this book doing whatever he wants without asking Fallon’s consent and then basically forcing her to do things because he thinks she’s uncomfortable for no reason. It’s just disgusting that the man’s presence in this book is written so much more naturally and commandeering in this book.

• For instance, there’s this entire scene where Ben wants her to wear this really revealing dress and she doesn’t want to but he keeps pressuring her to and finally Fallon is about to have a panic attack and cry and she’s squeezing her eyes shut because Ben is running his hands along her shirt and unbuttoning it (WHICH DEFINITELY MEANS FUCK OFF SHE DOESN’T WANT YOU TOUCHING HER FUCK YOU BEN FUCK YOU) and he finally takes off her shirt and looks her over and it’s so fucking uncomfortable and nonconsensual and totally inappropriate having only met a few hours ago then he taKES OFF HER PANTS AND DOES THE SAME THEN TELLS HER TO LIFT HER ARMS AND PHYSICALLY PUTS THE DRESS ON FOR HER and I just wanted her to literally slice him in half like I’m so done with him. He is the opposite of romantic and if I were to ever encounter him in person I would literally stomp him like a roach. Literally. Fight me colleen hoover and your shitty-ass books too.

• May I just say that when he was telling her what dress to wear, he literally said “I’m paying for dinner, so I get to choose what I stare at while we eat.” Is that not a characteristic of an abusive boyfriend to be so controlling to force her to wear what he wants her to wear? And they’ve only been “friends” for 3 hours?

• Ben literally tells her, 3 hours into their friendship, I quote, “It’s your own fault people feel uncomfortable looking at you.” I can’t even make this shit up. He tells her it’s her fault that she has burn scars, that they make her feel self-conscious, and the reaction people have to them. If I didn’t already hate this character so much I would actually tear him to shreds with my bare hands.

• You wanna know what the male gaze is? It’s a male supposed-love interest saying shit like “There’s just enough showing at her neckline to keep me good and happy.” Because women, their boobs, and their lowcut shirts exist to make men “good and happy.” Barf. Gag. Vomit.

• HE LITERALLY FUCKING SAID TO HER, “ . . . you could very well be as dumb as a rock. But at least you’re pretty” (pg. 57). LITERALLY WAY TO FUCKING OBJECTIFY A WOMAN TO REDUCE HER TO HAVING NO CAPACITY FOR INTELLIGENCE AT ALL, AS LONG AS SHE’S WEARING A LOWCUT SHIRT. FUCK YOU COLLEEN HOOVER.

• There’s this scene where he’s running his hands along her scars. He asks, “is this okay?” asking for consent. Great. Awesome. But she responds “I don’t know.” And he fuCKING KEEPS GOING. NOPE. YOU RUINED IT. GOODBYE. I’M NOT EVEN SURPRISED SHE’S DESCRIBED AS HAVING TEARS IN HER EYES THE NEXT PAGE. BECAUSE YOU FUCKING KEPT GOING WHEN SHE DIDN’T CONSENT TO BEING TOUCHED MORE.

• They start outlining rules for what to do between the time that they’ll see each other again and whereas fallon’s are things like “read these books and have fun,” ben’s is literally, “go on dates. You don’t have enough experience for girls of your age.” Like, great. That makes me feel really good about myself. Great job.

• She eventually reveals that her left breast was disfigured from the fire and literally in the next line of dialogue ben is like LET ME SEE IT I NEED TO SEE IT CONSIDER IT RESEARCH I WANT TO KNOW. Like in what the fuck world is that acceptable? It’s her number one insecurity and he’s such an entitled asshole that he’s like “uhhuh cool but let me see it. Because I’m curious.” Fuck you ben. And fuck hoover for exploiting women like that.

• Every sexual advance after that wasn’t because “you’re beautiful I love you,” it was, “let me take off your clothes so I can see the scars you keep trying to hide.” So disgusting.

• I think the saddest thing is Fallon never stops Ben from doing anything. She continually complies, even if it causes her to have tears in her eyes, shakiness, etc. She has so much internalized misogyny that she allows men to control her and tell her what to do and she contributes it to the alpha male personality in the romance books she reads. I’m so, so upset for her that she can’t stick up for herself, and Ben disguises his exploitative, disgusting, and toxic obsession with her scars and undressing her as concern and love.

• They were talking about their favorite foods. Ben said Pad Thai. Fallon said Sushi. “they’re almost the same thing . . . [because t]hey’re both Asian food” (pg 121) lmao okay…………..

• Fuck the Tate and Miles cameo. I fucking hate Miles.

• “I step forward and shut her up with my mouth” lollolololol I hate this. I fucking hate this. Let her speak. Stay in your own fucking lane. You don’t dictate when she needs to shut up, especially kissing her forcibly to make her stop talking.

• “He kisses me with entitlement” is a real fucking line in the book. It literally just proved my point. Ben thinks he’s so entitled to her body. This is actually a perfect summary of any CoHo book you’ll read. Such arrogant, ridiculous, entitled men.

• After she loses her virginity to him, she literally describes it as she “lost a part of [her]self to the person inside [her] . . . as if the second [they] joined together, a tiny piece of [their] souls got confused and a piece of his fell into [her] and a piece of [hers] fell into him.” IS THIS NOT THE EXACT WORDING OF ABSINTANCE-ONLY SEX ED??? TELLING GIRLS THAT THEY ARE POLLUTING THEMSELVES AND GIVING AWAY PARTS OF THEMSELVES TO MEN WHEN THEY  LOSE THEIR VIRGINITY????? VIRGINITY IS A CONSTRUCT. YOU AREN’T LOSING ANYTHING. YOU ARE AN INDIVIDUAL PERSON EVEN AFTER SEX. OH MY GOD THIS BOOK IS UNBEARABLE PLEASE MAKE IT END.

• fuCKING GUESS WHAT IT GOT WORSE

• the next morning she was like “I gotta go” and he literally said, I quote, “I’ve never wanted to use physical force on a girl before, but I want to push her to the ground and hold her there until the cab drives away.” He literally threatens physical violence on her. BUT SO CUTE AND RELATABLE!!!! AM I RIGHT???!!!!!

• He actually gets pissed when she refuses to let him move in with her and exchange numbers. Like cry me a river, fuckboy.

• This book is just so outright woman hating. Ben has such frail masculininty. He was like “Fallon said she hates insta-love, but apparently she hates semi-instant love and slow love and love at a snail’s pace and love in general.” Like way to villainize a woman because she wants the best for you???? Horny motherfucker, go take a nap.

• At this point I stopped taking notes because shit was happening every paragraph but here’s the rest of what I remember

• SEVERAL times in this book, Fallon tells Ben “I need to leave” and he either grabs her, stands in front of the door, or otherwise blocks her exit. That’s extremely controlling and nasty.

• At one point she tries to drive away from him but he grabs her keys out of her hand and walks to his own car, forcing her to scream after him and follow him to get them back. He walks all over her life and calls it “alpha male” romance.

• Near the end of the book Fallon’s out on a date with another guy and he shows up and is super manipulative pretending like he’s interviewing them for an article or some shit, but he’s actually just creeping on the guy she’s with because he hates how she’s moved on from him. That’s so controlling and disgusting? Literally leave her alone, she’s with another man? What the fuck? Grow up?

• During this same scene, Fallon is drunk at the bar and Ben takes her, drags her down a hallway, corners her there, demands to know who he is, and Fallon laughs. Hoover continually normalizes and REWARDS this behavior by making the main female character perceive it as humor or protectiveness.

• At one point she tells him “I need to get back to my date” and it literally says that he “lean[s] closer and sandwich[es] her against the wall,” then he says, “Don’t be like that . . . I’ve been through hell today trying to find you.” OH, OKAY, SO YOU STALKED HER, CORNERED HER, AND NOW YOU FEEL ENTITLED TO AN EXPLANATION? ENTITLED FOR HER TO LEAVE HER CURRENT DATE FOR YOU?  I hate this man. Fuck his privilege and entitlement.

• At this point I’ve yelled so much.  I’m going to try and stay calm for this one because it’s the most serious one. While they are in a bar together—Fallon drunk, Ben sober—he pulls her into a storage closet and they begin making out. Ben initiates this. Fallon is hesitant but complies. He starts touching her, and clear as day, she tells him “Stop, . . . [her] voice louder than it’s been all night.” This is an absolute, loud, clear indication that she does not want to proceed. But what does Ben do? His hands continue to “graze the edge of [her] panties” and he whispers—he fucking whispers to her face—“I’m trying. Ask me again.” He didn’t stop. He. Didn’t. Stop. THIS IS RAPE CULTURE. I TOLD MYSELF I WOULDN’T USE CAPS BUT IN A COLLEEN HOOVER BOOK THAT HAS A 4.45 RATING ON GOODREADS, THE MAIN CHARACTER TOLD THE LOVE INTEREST TO STOP DURING A HEAVY ROMANCE SCENE AND HE CONTINUED TO SHOVE HIS HAND UP HER SKIRT WHILE SAYING, “ASK AGAIN.” (UPDATE 2/18/17: Hoover is editing this out of the book. https://www.facebook.com/AuthorColleenHoover/videos/1585344338145828/)

• At this point in the book, I was done. Then the plot twist occurred.

• The plot twist just secured this book’s place in hell for me. Ben was manipulative. Ben lied. Ben was voyeuristic, trying to see her scars because HE. CAUSED. THEM. This isn’t cute. This isn’t romance. This is a drunk driver running a red light and hitting another car, nearly killing a passenger, and then stalking, abusing, and preying on the passenger who now bears scars because of his reckless behavior. Behavior that she. Forgives. Him. For. And Hoover subsequently normalizes by publishing this book. By publishing this book, Hoover has said, “it is okay to allow men to get away with this behavior if he loves you. If it was an accident. If he had good intentions. If he’s angsty. If it was meant to be.” FUCK this book honestly.

• Fallon’s father, who at the beginning of the book told her “you’re too ugly for broadway, no one will hire you, your career is over, boys don’t love you, etc.” is posed as “misunderstood” and someone who doesn’t know how to communicate. HE RECEIVES FORGIVENESS. FOR THE DESPICABLE WORDS HE SAID TO HER AT THE BEGINNING, HE RECEIVES FORGIVENESS AND AN EXCUSE.

• I have to stop this, otherwise my head is going to explode. I’m not shaming anyone who likes this book, but I can’t believe it has escaped notice of so many people. I can’t believe I’m the only person who’s livid.

This is the end of my support for Colleen Hoover. Her books aren’t going to half price books, they’re going in the trash.