I'm not much of a vanilla person

Mila

It was odd. Oddly thrilling. To be seated in his lap with only his coat around me and eating dinner. And yet it was the most fulfilling dinner of my life. It felt like for the first time I ate a meal that not only filled my stomach but my whole being.

At last when we finished eating, he started to feed me the chocolate pastry with his bare fingers. And each time he fed me, his fingers would touch my lips or graze my tongue, stirring something deep in my belly. When he scooped up the last of the chocolate cream from the plate and held it to my lips, I didn’t think twice before closing my lips around his finger and sucking on it.

I looked into his eyes and his greys darkened as he watched my lips wrapped around his finger. When he removed his finger from my mouth he didn’t waste a second as he slammed his lips on mine. He kissed me hard and r

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Kanze Amir

tq intheflowww for yr tip too

Kanze Amir

thank u ms gupta.... I will do that

Anamaria Potra-Serbanescu

He ia as much antagonostic as he's hot. He is buiding her confidance by slowly braking all her walls!

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Christian Gutierrez

I was reading this at work and I’m pretty sure I was blushing hard 😳

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King in NOLA with similar behaviors. 😂😂😂. The story is getting so good! Bravo! 👏

hollihawk23

🔥🔥🔥 I'm telling you. I believe Jonathan has relatives in America, and maybe London. There is a certain Beastly King in Chicago and a Tyrant

Deep E

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