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RUINED FOR ME

I pulled back slowly, savoring every inch of the drag against her perfect, gripping walls—then snapped my hips forward, burying myself deep inside her once more. The sudden, deep thrust tore a loud cry from her lips, but I swallowed it with a kiss before it could fully escape. The rhythm came naturally, fierce and immediate, fueled by a primal, instinctual need for her. "Fuck... Lena..." I cursed out loud as my hips began to move in a relentless, unthinking cadence, the muscles in my stomach rippling with each powerful stroke. The sound of our bodies colliding filled the room—a wet, rhythmic slap that was both obscene and impossibly perfect. Her head fell back against the mattress, her eyes squeezed shut, her breath escaping in sharp, beautiful cries. "Look at me, Lena... please," I whispered, my voice a guttural plea. "I need to see your eyes—your face—when you moan." Her lashes fluttered open, and the sight of her—so wrecked, so beautiful, completely undone by me—sent a jolt

A SECOND ONE

I growled against her breast, sucking harder, my free hand gripping her hip as I pounded into her. My body trembled violently with every deep thrust, the overwhelming sensitivity making me whimper and ramble. "Lena... fuck, Lena... your pussy feels too good. So tight around my cock. I'm never pulling out. Never letting you go." My hips snapped faster, the wet, obscene sounds of her stretched hole taking every inch driving me wild. "Say it again. Tell me you're mine while I fuck you deep." "I'm yours—nhhh—only yours! I'm coming—I'm coming!" she cried, her body shuddering violently beneath me. Those words hit me somewhere deep in my skull. Fuck. I can't tell what possessed me—but the moment I shifted to a better angle, my hips moved like they weren't even part of my body. Sweat beaded on her forehead, and my vision blurred. "Tar... Tar..." Lena's fingers dug into my skin painfully. "Wait... you'll break me... you're going too fast." She cried out. "I can't help it... I'm a

NOT A WRONG ADDRESS

AUTHOR'S POV(THE NEXT DAY)Nora paced her room like a worried mother hen, her phone clutched in a death grip."What do you mean Lena might be in trouble?"Hannah's eyes widened so much that the spoon she had been twirling between her fingers clattered onto the coffee table.She was one of the brightest student chefs at the school—quick with a knife and even quicker with gossip. Also a friend of Nora.Nora had spent the last two hours calling Lena. But each time, it went straight to voicemail. She hadn't answered a single message. Not even the important ones.Which was exactly why Nora was panicking.She looked from Hannah to Jessie, both of whom were among her closest friends at culinary school and born-and-raised Parisians.Nora exhaled dramatically, her own Parisienne accent thickening with anxiety."She had this creepy meeting with some unknown man who stalked her, offering some shady job. Then poof—she vanished. Silence for days. I've called her like twenty times. I need you two

ARE YOU OKAY, LENA?

Jessie blinked."Of course. Where else am I supposed to look? His face is my type. I swear I've seen it before—maybe on a magazine cover or something.""You absolute disappointment!"Hannah sighed dramatically."The face wasn't the highlight."Jessie paused, looking confused."What do you mean, Hannah?" she asked.Hannah lowered her voice. "The lower half deserves its own appreciation society."Jessie burst into laughter. "Oh my God!"Nora whipped around. "Would both of you stop objectifying a complete stranger? Honestly! Have some manners. So disgusting." She glared at them.Hannah folded her arms. "I'm simply acknowledging excellent genetics and God's creativity. I've never seen anything like that.""That's still inappropriate, Hannah, but you're accurate," Jessie chuckled.Nora pinched the bridge of her nose. "I cannot believe I brought you two.""Well, he's hot and sexy," Hannah argued, gesturing wildly toward the now-closed door. "I'm not blind, Nora. I can see what's in front of

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"What do you mean?"Jessie asked, her tone sharp with disbelief."Seriously, am I the only one who saw that?"The three others—including Lena—all turned to look at her."Saw what?" Nora asked, frowning.Hannah gestured dramatically at Lena's legs. "The machine that caused the wobble?"Lena's face flushed instantly.Nora sighed. "Must you say it? If they're in a relationship, Lena might be offended by that observation.""But in a relationship," Jessie continued, tilting her head as if calculating a complex equation, "isn't Lena older than him? He looks way younger than me. Is Lena dating a younger man?"Lena's face flushed even deeper, turning a shade of red that could rival a ripe tomato."No," she said quickly—perhaps too quickly. "We are not dating. No. Absolutely not. That would be ridiculous. Why would you even think that?"Wait, her inner voice screamed at her. What am I even saying? What is wrong with my brain? Why am I denying my feelings for Tarzan?"Really?" Nora asked, fol

MY MAN, TARZAN

Lena swallowed hard, her voice coming out as little more than a squeak."Nora, Jessie, Hannah... this is my man. Tarzan.""Good job, babe," he said, and then he kissed her.It was not a peck.He cradled her neck from behind and consumed her tongue in a deep kiss, while his other hand pinned both of hers together—knowing she would want to push him away.The kiss deepened and Lena felt him poking at her butt.The three women looked away in awkwardness and shock, suddenly finding the ceiling, the floor, and the hallway's wallpaper absolutely fascinating. It was the kind of kiss that made you want to look away but also made it physically impossible to do so. Hannah was stealing glances.Finally, he let her go. Lena was flustered, panting for dear life."Tarzan...that's enough. There are people watchingHe pressed another kiss against her back."I don't care."He then smiled victoriously at the women."Hi, I'm Tarzan. Lena's man. Sorry I can't offer a handshake—as you can see, my hands are

DESERVED

Lena's hands dropped from her face, her expression crumpling with guilt."I know," she whispered. "I know I should be proud. I am proud. He's... he's everything. I just... I panicked. I thought you'd all think I was some creepy older woman.""Creepy?" Nora snorted. "Lena, you're thirty-one, not sixty. He's twenty-four. That's a perfectly normal age gap to me.""Exactly! He acts so much older than he is," Jessie added thoughtfully. "The way he carried himself, the way he... claimed you. That wasn't a twenty-four-year-old move. That was a man who knows exactly what he wants.""He does know what he wants," Lena admitted, her cheeks flushing. "He's always like that. Intense and possessive. But also... so sweet. That's the problem. He's so sure about everything—about us, about me—and I'm over here still trying to figure out if I even deserve someone like him.""Why is no one talking about Lena's face on his back?!" Hannah gushed."Now that made me jealous, I must confess," Nora said."Lena

THEY ARE INVITED

"For what, baby?" He asked softly. "For being embarrassed. For not telling my friends about you. For making you feel like I was hiding you." He set down the spoon and turned in her arms, cupping her face with both hands. "You weren't hiding me. You were protecting yourself. I get it. Not everyone accepts a relationship where the man is younger." She shook her head, eyes glistening. "But you never make me feel like the older one. You make me feel safe… secure. You make me blush like I’m a teenager again." Her voice cracked. "You’re everything, Tarzan. I should’ve told them about you the same way I did on that stage. I just got nervous about what my friends might think of me. But I was wrong. I don’t care what they think anymore. I’m proud of you. You’re amazing and I—" He kissed her hard, cutting off her words. His mouth claimed hers with raw, desperate hunger. The kiss turned filthy in seconds—tongues sliding deep, wet, and demanding, teeth grazing her lower lip before

FORGOTTEN FRIENDS

Inside the Kitchen Lena kept stroking Tarzan's massive length, feeling every pulsing vein, every rigid inch that throbbed hotter and heavier with each pump. Oh my, he's gotten even bigger. So fucking big that she grew wetter just from palming him, imagining how he'd split her open later. A low, desperate whimper escaped her as she squeezed tighter, marveling at the sheer girth, the way the fat head leaked steadily over her knuckles. "Fuck… baby, you're gonna make me lose my mind," he growled into her mouth, his voice wrecked. Without breaking the kiss, he blindly reached behind her with one arm, fumbling for the stove knob. His fingers finally found it and twisted hard, clicking the burner off just as the sauce started to bubble too aggressively. The heat from the stove died down, but the heat between them only roared higher. He pulled back just enough to breathe, forehead pressed to hers, both of them panting. His enormous cock pulsed in her grip, slick and rock-hard, still tr

QUICK

The living room was massive—floor-to-ceiling windows framing a glittering city skyline. Luxury white sofas circled a sleek glass coffee table, and bold modern art hung on the walls, pieces that probably cost more than most people’s cars. “Lena,” Nora said slowly, turning in a full circle. “You said you lived in a ‘nice apartment.’” “This is a palace,” Jessie corrected, drifting toward the windows. “You can see the entire city from here. The entire city, Lena.” “I mean… it’s just a place,” Lena said, rubbing the back of her neck. “The view’s nice, I guess.” “Nice?!” Hannah spun around, eyes wide. “I would sell my soul for this view. Hell, I’d sell Jessie’s soul for this view.” “Don’t volunteer my soul,” Jessie muttered, still mesmerized by the skyline. Lena laughed nervously, her gaze darting toward the kitchen. She could hear Tarzan moving around in there. The memory of him standing half-hard in those low-slung joggers made her thighs clench with fresh heat. “Make yourselves at

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