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THIS NOVEL WILL SERVE AS A BONUS FOR THOSE WHO WANT IT... IT IS LIKE A PERSONAL STORY ON IT'S OWN AND IT'LL BE LONGER THAN THE REST, THANKS.don't be confused, the numbers in the chapter title in the bracket are the total chapters of this novel altogether, the ones before the bracket is the amount of chapters of the current story you're reading...thanks loves, enjoy!TITLE- SWEET SINS OF BELLABLURB"Who the fuck are you?" My dad's best friend breathed heavily as he whispered, struggling to pull himself back from the brink before I could even take his cock into my mouth."Some call me heaven, some call me hell, but you won't get to know until you get in between my legs," I took another step closer. "Which one I am depends entirely on how brave you are."His hands twitched at his sides, wanting to push me away, but remaining completely paralyzed. "You shouldn't be down there. If your father…”"Some call me an angel. Others swear I'm the devil." I tilted my head. "You'll have to decide

~Bella Mrs. Shayla let out a shaky, breathless laugh, still trembling from the orgasm I’d just given her. “You mean I should suck you too?” I cupped her flushed face, my thumb brushing her swollen lips. “Didn’t you feel that just now? How do you feel?” “Like… I’m in heaven,” she whispered, eyes glassy with lust. “Exactly how I want to feel too,” I said softly, my voice dripping with need. “So please… go down there and make me proud.” To my surprise and delight she didn’t hesitate again. Mrs. Shayla, the elegant, respected administrator with the body that turned heads everywhere, dropped to her knees right there in her office. I quickly unzipped my skirt and let it pool at my ankles, then hooked my thumbs into my soaked lace panties and slid them down my toned legs. My smooth, dripping pussy was right in front of her face. She stared for a second, then leaned in. She wasn’t experienced, that much was clear but she was eager. She licked me like she’d seen in videos, broad strokes

~NastyaThe sound of the front door shutting echo dropped through the quiet mansion, followed almost immediately by the familiar, heavy click of dress shoes against the floor.George walked into the foyer, his suit jacket draped over his arm and his tie loosened at his collar. His expression was dark, heavy with the weight of sending his own son away in handcuffs, but the moment his eyes found me standing at the top of the stairs, the tension in his shoulders seemed to break.I didn't wait for him to take another step. I ran down the grand staircase, my bare feet flying over the steps, and launched myself off the bottom landing straight into his arms.George caught me effortlessly, his massive, strong arms wrapping tight around my back as I jumped up and wrapped my legs securely around his waist. I buried my face in the crook of his neck, breathing in his sharp cologne, feeling the solid, grounding warmth of his chest against mine.I pulled my head back, looking down into his dark,

~Sadie"G-Garret... wait…"The weak warning barely left my throat before panic completely took over. I spun on my high heels, desperate to bolt back out into the hallway, but Garret moved with frightening, monstrous speed.His massive, calloused hand shot out and clamped onto the back of my crimson dress. The violent force with which he yanked me back tore the delicate metallic straps right off my shoulders. The fabric ripped loud and clean in his grip, sliding straight down my waist and pooling around my feet, leaving me standing completely bare under the dark blue light.A sharp, terrified gasp tore from my mouth, devolving into a helpless, shuddering whimper that sounded entirely too much like a moan.I trembled violently, my eyes darting back and forth in absolute terror, from his dark, furious face down to the gargantuan, vein ridged cock throbbing in front of him, and then back up to his eyes. I locked my gaze onto his, silently pleading, praying for a single spark of recogni

I kept riding him without mercy, my soaked pussy clenching around his cock like it was the only thing that mattered in the world. Every thrust was deeper, sweeter, more addictive, my juices flooding over him as I ground my clit against his base, whispering filthy praises about how no one had ever stretched and filled me like this.I leaned down, biting his lip while bouncing harder, my tits pressed against his chest. "You're mine now," I moaned, obsessed and trembling, my walls pulsing in waves of pure ecstasy that made his eyes roll back. I spun around again, taking him back into my tight ass while fingering my dripping cunt, riding with a desperate, addictive rhythm. My moans grew louder, sweeter, more broken as pleasure crashed through me stronger than ever, body shaking, squirting all over his balls in hot, messy spurts.I couldn't stop. I pushed him deeper, clenching obsessively, chasing that next high like a drug. "Fuck me like you own me," I begged, our connection so intens