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Craving The Playboy's Touch Tell Me Everything.
Emma. I opened my eyes slowly with a small grumble, my head resting comfortably against Adrian’s broad chest while one of his arms wrapped warmly and securely around my waist. I looked up at him. His eyes were still closed, his breathing soft and steady, his face completely relaxed beside me. It was the first time I was waking up to the sight of him next to me in the morning, and somehow, I couldn’t stop staring. His blonde hair was a messy, wild bedhead, and I found myself fighting a sudden urge to run my fingers through it. My mind instantly drifted back to last night; the way I had grabbed that same hair when I was on top of him while he thrust into me from below. Before I could stop myself, I bit my lower lip. Even though I was a little sore from last night, just thinking about it made me wet all over again. "If you keep staring at me and biting your lips like that, I might have no choice but to take you again this morning." His voice was a deep, sexy morning rasp. He opened
Craving The Playboy's Touch The Unending Torment.
Trevor I glanced at my wife sitting next to me. Her face was furious as she watched Emma and Adrian from across the room. The moment I saw Adrian in the club, my blood boiled. I couldn’t believe he had actually shown up. I wanted him as far away from Emma as possible, but there he was. I had been so wrong to think I’d never see the two of them together again. My gaze shifted to Emma. She was smiling at whatever bullshit Adrian was feeding her. Seeing them standing that close to each other pissed me off more than I cared to admit. My attention snapped back to Allysia when she grabbed my hand, a smile that didn’t reach her eyes pulling at the corners of her lips. “Let’s dance, baby,” she said. “What?” I raised an eyebrow, totally confused. Just a minute ago, she was complaining that Emma had ruined her night and that she didn't want to do anything anymore. But then it hit me. Allysia still had a score to settle with Emma for causing her to lose half of her followers. She definitely
Craving The Playboy's Touch Make it up to you
Adrian“Adrian! It’s you. I knew you wouldn’t want to miss my wedding trip. You just had to surprise me, didn’t you? Aww.” Allysia pouted, leaning in to tap my arm playfully.I almost laughed in her face. Surprise her? It was genuinely fascinating how Allysia possessed the unique ability to believe the entire universe revolved around her. If a meteor were heading straight for Earth, she would probably assume it was a private firework display arranged specifically in her honor.Beside her, Trevor’s mouth became a hard, straight line as he stared at me, his eyes quickly shifting down to Emma before snapping right back to my face. “You came,” he said, his voice dropping into a flat tone. “Allysia said you were totally swamped with work, didn’t think you’d have the time to surprise us.”“What type of brother would I be if I missed my sister’s wedding celebration?” A small grin tugged at the corners of my lips. I glanced down at Allysia’s hand on my arm and smoothly stepped back, letting m
Craving The Playboy's Touch The Surprise
Adrian's POV Since that night Emma gave me those late-night drunk video calls, I couldn’t get her off my mind. Those silly games she asked to play, the way she acted all naughty…It had seriously messed with my head. No matter how hard I tried to focus more on work, she somehow kept finding her way back into my thoughts. I told myself I’d get to do whatever I wanted to her in three months' time once I was done here, but my patience was running thin. After that night, I needed her under me, surrendering to me and doing to her every single thing I’d been imagining since that damn FaceTime. Initially, I hadn’t planned on coming for the wedding trip, celebrations bore the hell out of me and I don’t have the time to waste on irrelevant things. But the moment Emma agreed to go after I convinced her to have fun, suddenly Ibiza didn't sound like a terrible idea anymore. I needed a break from work anyway or at least that was the excuse I gave myself. But the truth? I wanted to see her. Ba
Craving The Playboy's Touch Left on read.
Emma Immediately we got into our suite, Olivia grabbed her bikini and left with Hunter, giving me a quick kiss on the cheek. I seriously didn’t blame her; she needed the vacation way more than I did. She had been working for two years non-stop without a single break, and if Hunter was going to keep her entertained, that was completely okay by me. Once she left, I took a quick tour of the room. True to Allysia's petty intentions, it was a lower-level ocean-view suite, but it was far from a punishment. It sat just above the beach with a floor to ceiling window featuring a private stone terrace that overlooked the endless blue sea. I walked back into the bedroom and peeled off my sweaty travel clothes and underwear, desperate for a bath to wash away the stress of the flight and to prepare myself for whatever Allysia’s smirk might be holding. Before heading into the bathroom, I reached into my bag and pulled out my phone. My heart did a stupid, familiar little flutter as I unloc
Craving The Playboy's Touch A free trip to Ibiza
Emma “It’s fucking Ibiza, baby! Ooooouuuu!” Olivia screamed in excitement, throwing her hands up in the air. She wore an oversized hat and dark sunglasses thrown over a flowing summer dress, sitting right beside me in the back of a Rolls Royce with its roof down. The warm, Mediterranean breeze whipped through our hair, carrying the salty scent of the ocean. I let out a small, tired smile, leaning back against the leather seat. After a ten-hour journey, we were finally here. It had been exactly eight days since Trevor sent me the invitation text. The moment I agreed on the condition that Olivia came with me, he hadn’t hesitated for even a second. Everything was arranged almost immediately, and the flight details were sent within hours. A private chauffeur had picked us up from my apartment and driven us straight to a private terminal, where a jet waited just for the two of us. Olivia and I had spent the past ten hours sipping champagne in the sky as we flew directly to Spain,
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