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SAY MY NAME,LEO

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“Just breathe. I’ll stay on the phone until you fall asleep.”

His voice cuts into my dirty thoughts.

I blinked, speechless.

That was it?!

A wave of mortification washed over me, so intense I had to stifle a nervous giggle.

I am so dirty-minded!

I forgot he is the last person to do something like that.

I mean he was trained to be a priest.

I am such an idiot.

I chuckled, the sound strained and embarrassed.

“You… you don’t have to.”

“I want to. I want to make sure you’re okay.”

That's the kind of thing, teenagers in love would do but hey, I am not complaining.

“Alright, I will do just that.

I closed my eyes again, willing my pulse to slow.

I drew a deep breath, and in the silence that followed, I became acutely aware of his.

He was breathing fast. Really fast. The rhythm was sharp and ragged in my ear.

The sound was intimate, visceral.

It made the inside of my veins feel like they were filled with liquid fire.

He wasn't saying a word, ju
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    At the same time, his free hand traveled down my quivering stomach, through the damp heat between my thighs and found the most sensitive spot on my body, kneading and exploring. "Leo....mmnnhhhh". A wave of numb pleasure exploded from the touch, spreading fast through my whole body. I bit my lip hard, fighting to hold back the shameful sounds clawing their way out of my throat. "Ah...!" A cry tore from me as one of his fingers found my core and slid in. “You are so wet down here, Charlotte” he breathed against my ear. My red felt hot after his whisper coupled with the movement of his fingers stroking, exploring, coaxing a wetness that betrayed my resistance. Wait…Leo….”. He didn't. He speared two fingers inside my dripping pussy, that filled me up so unexpectedly, I arched my back and moaned his name."Leo... ".His thumb was caressing and teasing my sensitive knob. "Mmmmm..." I whined. "Hold still,Charlotte" he whispered hotly against my ear. Ho..hold still

  • BILLIONAIRE'S PLUS-SIZE OBSESSION    I CARE NOT

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    Finally, we got to our destination.Leo unlocked and shouldered pur hotel door open, Inside, he didn't put me down. He carried me straight to the bed, lowering me onto the plush duvet as if I were something priceless. He stood over me, his chest rising and falling, his gaze was like a physical weight as it traveled from my eyes, down my throat, over the frantic rise and fall of my chest. Slowly, giving me every chance to stop him, he joined me on the bed, kneeling over me. His fingers, which had been so strong and demanding moments ago, now trembled slightly as they reached down., roughly grasping the fabric of the shirt I was wearing. "Is this... is this okay?" His voice was rough, scraping over the words. I nodded, my cheeks flushed. With a sharp tug and a sickening rip of silk, he tore it open from collar to hem. Rip! The cold night air hit my exposed skin, followed instantly by the blistering heat of his gaze. He went utterly still for a moment, just staring at

  • BILLIONAIRE'S PLUS-SIZE OBSESSION    NOT MARRIED

    The elevator doors had barely hissed shut before I was on him again. I couldn’t get enough of him, the taste of him mixed with the wine he drank that made him a bit tipsy. My back met the cool metal wall, while his body felt like a searing line of heat against mine. The glasses, now perched on his face, gave him an even hotter look that I couldn’t resist. All that existed was his mouth, desperate and claiming, and the hard press of his hips against mine. He kissed like he was memorizing the taste of me, his tongue sweeping past my lips with a low groan that vibrated through my entire body. My hands fisted in his soft thick hair, pulling him closer, needing to erase every millimeter of space between us. His own hands were everywhere—cupping my face, sliding down my spine to grip the back of my thighs, hiking me up until I had to wrap my legs around his waist just to stay upright. Long enough, he broke from my lips to gasp against my throat, his breath scalding. "You'r

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  • BILLIONAIRE'S PLUS-SIZE OBSESSION    HOT STRANGER

    I didn’t think. I nodded immediately—then felt embarrassed and looked away.My cheeks burning. Minutes ago, I had sworn I’d never date someone younger. And now I was saying yes without even thinking. I sighed. “If that man was you… why not?” His eyes softened, and he smiled at me—not sarcastic, not teasing. Real. I felt relieved seeing him smile like that. “May I have this dance, then?” he asked, standing and offering his hand like we were in an old movie. I blushed. I didn’t understand what he was doing, but I decided to let him lead. I nodded and let him pull me up, guiding me to the dance floor. The bar was almost empty, a few people watching us quietly. The music was slow—too slow for how fast my heart was racing. He placed one hand on my waist, hesitant at first, like he was afraid I’d disappear. The other held mine gently. I tried to stop crying. I really did. But the tears kept falling anyway. I rested my head against his chest—and that’s when I compl

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