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"Two mates, a bed, a locked door. What do you think, Lanka?" Andrew finished the buttons and yanked the fabric from his trousers. His shirt fell open, revealing the hard, carved lines of his chest and abs. The red tea burn on his pale skin only made him look more visceral, more dangerous. I could smell him—that signature scent of cold pine mixed with raw, masculine heat. My breathing became jagged. Tears of frustration gathered in my eyes. "Andrew, you absolute bastard! We’re over! You’re about to have a pup with another person. Why won't you just leave me alone? I’m telling you, if you lay a hand on me today, I will..."

The next thing she knew, she was completely naked, lying on her back while Andrew's pants were down to his knees. She heard him whistle, as he massaged his bulge from outside his boxers. She looked into Andrew's eyes as she crawled back to the center of the bed and saw nothing but the desire. He took off his pants and impatiently; he pulled down his underwear, revealing the thickness of his shaft. "Oh, god." Kenzie gasped and blew air out of her mouth. "Someone sure is angry." Her eyes became hooded, seeing Andrew rub himself, his well-defined torso; his abs and his slender waist were on display for her to feast on. 'Shit, that looks hot.'

Anita even without seeing his pictures still moved her body in joy knowing that someone after years of feeling undesirable found her attractive [ yes, thank you for the access to your private pictures Andrew, and… I don't mind if you nibble on me a bit lol]. After her last message, Anita heard a notification sound, clicking on her message box she saw an accept access button which she clicked which instantly took her to Andrew's picture folder. What greeted her eyes was a handsome 30ish looking white male. Don't get Anita wrong she was all down with the swirl but she had never been with a white man before, so she hesitates before scrolling down to his next pictures. In these pictures it showe

He chuckles again. I can feel my cheeks burning red with embarrassment. As I slowly pry my eyes open, dreading what I am about to see. But I see Tate standing there, stark bollock naked, his hands covering his bits, a big grin on his face. He is a dickhead. “You having fun teasing me?” I asked.

Now she couldn’t deny that she looked forward to seeing him stand naked in front of her. Andrew, unable to contain his desire any longer, swiftly removed his shirt, revealing a sculpted physique that left Kathrine breathless. His chiseled chest glistened in the soft glow of the room, a testament to his strength and masculinity. Andrew’s full tattoos are shown to her. Kathrine examined every inch of his body. Every tattoo that was shown to her. He leaned over her, his lips hungrily seeking hers, their mouths melding together in a passionate kiss. Their kisses filled with a hunger that had been building between them for far too long. Each touch, and each kiss made them want each other even mor