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41: Definition Of Foreplay

Penulis: Lily S. W
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-10-21 03:06:13

Wren

My eyes light up as I spot a small gift box on my bed. Tentatively, I walk the rest of the way into the room and pick it up.

Ribbons fly everywhere, and I gasp at the content of the box. A dainty silver necklace sits in the velvet cushion, with a pair of matching earrings.

Tears spring to my eyes, bottom lip jutting out in a pout as I hold the box up to the light.

“Ezra!” I call, marching out of my room and knocking on his door. “Open up.”

His footsteps pad softly from behind the door, and he opens it. Dressed in a slack tank top, and sweat shorts, he leans on the frame but still manages to tower over me.

”Hey,” he murmurs with a lazy smile, gaze dragging down my body in the familiar heated way.

I zone in on his dark nipples that peek out from the tank. “Your nipples are showing.”

He looks down at it, then snorts. “Is that why you’re here?”

“Right, no.” I push the box in front of him. “Another gift?”

“Yea. Do you like it?” He smiles.

“Why am I getting another gift?”

He frowns, sq
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  • Falling For The Biker: The Vice President’s Girl   59: I’ve Got Moves, Baby

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    Wren“Oh, honey…” My bottom lip juts out as Hannah sniffles, a tear rolling down her cheeks. “Come here.”She runs into my arms and I pick her up, giving her a long hug.“I’ll come back before you know it,” I whisper. “I promise. I’ll make sure your daddy brings me back.”“T-tomorrow?”Ezra gives a subtle shake of his head, but I see how it breaks him. Noah stands beside Beth, not seeming to care either way.Hannah and Noah are so different. But their difference makes everything better.When Ezra and I arrived at Beth’s late last night, I didn’t expect Hannah to be all over me the next morning. We spent the whole day together with Noah chipping in whenever he feels like it.It was a perfect day, and now we’re leaving but Hannah doesn’t want me to.And I don’t want to leave her either.“Look at me,” I urge. “How about you and I plan a special hangout few weekends from now. I’ll stay the whole weekend with you.”Her big blue eyes widen. “Really?”“Yes.” I look at Ezra who just shrugs. H

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    WrenGoosebumps prickle my skin at the words, and the way they roll off his lips. My stomach tightens as I plant the flat side of my shoes on his shoulders.He slips a hand under my dress, touching the bare skin of my ass.“Oh fuck,” he groans, pinning me with his darkened stare. “You’re not wearing panties.”My throat thickens. “I c-couldn’t. The material is thin and—”“Trust me honey, I’m not complaining. Hold your dress up,” he murmurs. “Shiitt.”Shaky hands bunch up my dress. It’s easier because of the slit. And when I’m exposed, an embarassing blush tinges my cheeks.I go to close my legs, but he grips my thighs.“Don’t you dare hide from me, Wren. You’re stunning…pretty—fuck, you need to see yourself from here,” he groans low in his throat.God, this angle is filthy. Obscene.And yet…yet it excites me as much as it embarasses me.“Come closer, Birdie.” His breath tickles my inner thighs, too close to where I want him.I move closer.Then, his tongue swipes across me in one, lon

  • Falling For The Biker: The Vice President’s Girl   55: Measure The Size Of My Cock

    EzraI frown, pinching the bridge of my nose.“Birdie…”“You only need sex from me—”“That’s a fucking lie, Wren.” My frown deepens. “And you know it. I brought you because I needed to show you off, but obviously I can’t do that without us getting caught, so I rented this place.”The chair creaks loudly as she stands. “I…I need to use the bathroom.”“Wren…”Before I can stand, she’s already walking away from me. My hands ball into fists as she disappears down the corner, and I groan.This was supposed to be a beautiful night. I had plans, and I ruined them all by myself.I contemplate going after her when my phone vibrates in my pocket. It’s a text…from AJ.“Terry is going to be at the pit tomorrow by nine p.m.” the text reads.The pit. Memories threaten to filter in but I push them away.My jaw ticks, and I text back. “Which of them is Terry?” A picture drops. One of the three men that came concerning Wren’s stupid ex. And one of the men that set our clubhouse on fire.“Thanks,”

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