Angelina His dark eyes smoldered under their heavy lids, he continued to watch his fingers dancing and spreading her wetness.  Between her swollen labia, her slit shimmered pink and inviting, her clit peeking out from under its hood at the top. Above her waist, her abs quivered. And above them, her breasts swayed gently upon her chest, the engorged nipples hard atop the luscious mounds. She knew where this was going and the anticipation was killing her.Spreading her legs wider, his broad shoulder taking the weight of her limbs, his rough thumbs open her labia exposing her slit to his hungry gaze.She watched his breath bated as he slowly lowered his face and inhaled the sweet scent of her arousal lustily. Hovering an inch or so from her, he stuck out his tongue and dipped it into her slit at the bottom. Then he slowly drew it upward brushing past her opening swiping across her clit.

The TzarinaBeau Anderson-Vasiliy -Just like clockwork!- And don't forget demanding. Authoritarian. And dictatorial to boot. The both of them. Her breasts ached. A clear signal he was very hungry. Glancing at the grandfather clock in her bedroom, she grimaced. It was only 5 AM. Perfect! Noticing the other side of the mammoth bed empty, she sighed. Once more, her husband beat her to it. They would play and coo until their baby boy asked for something else other than his attention. Beau has something his father lacks. Milk. She smirked. Any second now. Her eyes trained on the heavy door, she waited. A few seconds later, she watched the men of her life approached the bed where she laid on her side facing them. The thin strap of her silk gown slid

'I know you love fuckin' meI can tell by the way you in love with me You can't get enough of me, yeahWell, I guess it's lookin' like you stuck with me' 'I hypnotize you with this pussy, now you feel like you can fly.' -Jhene Aiko- RafaelMature Content 18+ Every fiber in his body wanted him to deny her. Deny this. Whatever this was. Why the fuck couldn't he? He had never been driven by lust before. For him, it was a necessary evil he could go with or without. With his angel...puta! He craved her like oxycodone. A dangerous drug for his pain. For his shattered soul. F

Dinara Their lovemaking culminated in his bed. Replete, sore, and utterly satisfied, she was dead to the world until he woke her up to serve her a warm plate of steak and potatoes. Lo and behold El Patron knew how to cook. A man of many talents, she was satisfied on every level. Rafael was a wonderful lover. The feelings he evoked through his touches made his emotions towards her so obvious even a blind man could see. With not so many words spoken between the two of them, she let him be. Silence was their solace. Understanding what was happening, she laid plaint in his arms and let him explore her as he had wish until the early hours of dawn. Until they were both wrung out and fell asleep in each other's arms. "I want more of these before you leave." Surprise, she looked up at him.  Her eyes hooded, hiding behind her thick lashes, she observed her lover. His words hurt. A lot. Despite the emotions he had shown while he ma

DinaraHe was gone when she woke up. Needless to say, she was disappointed. She had expected more from him. Not with him on his knees with an heirloom ring, declaring his undying love and till death do us part.Just more. Breakfast in bed perhaps and a bubble bath. That would be nice.The only signs he had spent the night in her bed were the rumpled sheets, the musty smell of their lovemaking, and the soreness in between her thighs.He was either still in denial or he didn't know how to announce their relationship to the whole world. Knowing him, she was sure it was the former. Dinara winced. Both from the ache in her chest and her overworked muscles.She could confront him and most likely scare him more or she'd act as if she didn't hear him last night. Fuck!  Of all the men in this world vying for her attention, desperately wanting to be part of their powerful family...why him?She had