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CAREFUL AND QUIET

Author: Caroluchy
last update publish date: 2026-08-03 01:46:22

LENA'S POV

I was completely absorbed in the pages of CEO Plus Size Crush by Caroluchy. Every chapter ended with another cliffhanger, making it impossible to stop reading. But it wasn’t just the plot—the protagonist’s journey mirrored something deep within me, painfully relatable, I must say.

My eyes eagerly devoured each line while my fingers absentmindedly combed through Tarzan’s thick, dark hair.

He lay beside me, his head resting comfortably on my lap, one muscular arm draped around my wa
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Leeskittle
This was so sweet. So husband and wifey. The book she is reading is the first one I read from Caroluchy. It’s great!
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    LENA'S POVI couldn't form words anymore.My mind had dissolved into a white-hot void of pure sensation, my body nothing more than a vessel for the pleasure he was ripping from me in relentless waves.I could only watch, my vision blurred with unshed tears, as his hand reached for the rose again."Turn over, baby," he commanded, his voice a low growl that sent shivers racing down my spine.My limbs felt foreign—heavy, uncooperative, as if they belonged to someone else. I tried to move, but my body refused to obey.He didn't wait for compliance.His hands gripped my hips, firm and unyielding, and he rolled me onto my stomach with effortless control."Up," he said, his palm landing with a sharp smack against my ass. "Ass up. Now."I whimpered, but I obeyed—or tried to. I pushed myself onto my knees, my face pressing into the pillow as I arched my back for him, offering myself up. My ass rose in the air, my chest flat against the mattress, the position leaving me completely exposed, utte

  • FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION    I GUESS A YES

    Tarzan kissed her again—tasting the salt of her tears as he swallowed her whimpers.When he pulled back, he whispered against her lips."We're just getting started. I told you, baby. I'm going to punish you properly."He shifted down her body, settling between her thighs.Lena couldn't even protest, too wasted to argue. Her limbs felt like lead, her mind a hazy blur of sensation and surrender.She was still slick and sensitive, her folds glistening in the dim light. Tarzan pressed a kiss to her sensitive nectar, then dragged his tongue through her—just once, tasting her. She whimpered at the contact, her hips twitching."Now," he murmured, "let me get this in you."He positioned the vibrator at her entrance, the silicone tip cool against her heat. Slowly, inch by inch, he slid it inside her. Lena gasped as her walls clenched around it instinctively, gripping the intrusion.He pushed until it was seated deep, the curved base resting against her pubic bone."There," he said, his voice t

  • FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION    A TORTURE

    Before Lena could recover, Tarzan hooked his fingers under the elastic of her panties.Slowly, torturously, he slid them down her legs.Her skin flushed under the searing heat of his stare."Look at you," he said, almost reverently. "All this, just for me.""Stop staring at it," she breathed, her voice hot and strained."Hmmm? I can't help it, you know."He smirked, shifting comfortably to kneel between her legs, settling in for a full view and complete control."Now, let's do this again. With nothing in between.""Wait!" Lena cried out.He paused. "Hmmm?""Can you lower the speed a little? It's too much. My head is going to blow off.""Poor Lena... Didn't I tell you? This is punishment. Who says you get to decide?"Without another word, he pressed the toy gently against her clit.Lena's eyes flew wide as tears of sweet, sharp pleasure blurred her vision. The suction sealed around her, and the vibration kicked up a notch with a deep, rumbling effect."Nghhhh! Tarzaaaaaan!!"Her back a

  • FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION    LET ME SHOW YOU

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  • FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION    VIBRATION

    “You are scaring me!” she cried with face flushed.Tarzan’s lips twitched, but the strict look in his eyes never faltered.“It’s too late to cry, Lena.”He leaned forward, his broad chest pressing against her, trapping her beneath his shadow.“The book was awesome,” he murmured, his voice softening. “I liked what I saw. It gave me ideas.”Lena raised a brow. “Ideas?”He nodded slowly, his eyes darkening. “About how to take care of you. About how to make you feel good.” He pressed a kiss to her forehead. “And about how to remind you that you’re precious to me.”She melted slightly at his words, her defenses crumbling. “Really?”He nodded.“But that doesn’t mean I’ve forgiven you,” he murmured, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. “I said I was going to punish you. I meant it. I wanted to kiss you and you pulled away. Do you know how hurtful that was?”Lena’s breath hitched. Her eyes flicked between his intense gaze and the innocent-looking toys lying on the silk. A shiver ran dow

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  • FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION    OLD MITCH

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  • FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION    A PROPER ONE

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  • FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION    YOUR TYPE

    I swallowed hard, my pulse hammering against my ribs.Tarzan just sat there, arms crossed over that broad chest, the black nose mask and cap making him look more like a celebrity dodging paparazzi than a cousin paying a visit.Oh God, make him play along. Please.My marriage is about to be restored

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