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I loved teasing him; he was always so protective and a little shy about my modeling. Me: You bet I am. Wanna see? Ashton: No! Fuck no! Keep your nude photos to yourself, Rosie. I don't want to see them while I'm sitting in this boring meeting. I laughed out loud. I knew he was lying. He secretly loved it when I sent him spicy things. I had caught him time and again touching himself to my nudes when he thought I wasn't coming over. So, I decided to push him a little bit—I wanted to see him squirm.

a deep, raspy, heavy voice resonated through the darkness. I turned around at once, holding my breath. Alexander Thorne was standing less than two feet away from me. He wore only a pair of loose gray sweatpants that sat low on his hips. He was completely shirtless. The dim light from the window hit his robust chest dead-on, highlighting his rigid muscles, his absurdly broad shoulders, and his chiseled abdomen. His dark hair was slightly messy, indicating that he couldn't catch any sleep either.

Holly had just finished packing up for the night when her phone buzzed with calls from numbers she did not recognize, followed by a barrage of crude and mean texts. Something was definitely off. Then, like a bad joke, a hashtag flashed across her screen. #PianoProdigyExposed in Racy Photos, Friends Claim She's a Total Mess# #Who Knew the Piano Girl Had Such Weird Tastes# With shaking hands, Holly clicked on the link and her heart sank. She was in the video. She was in the dressing room, changing her brassiere. Because of some meds she was on, she has been dealing with the embarrassing issue of leaking fluids.

We are on the edge of the sea where the right one we both love is placed, the bed is big and there is also a lantern hanging from each of its poles. The bed cover is also red, even the curtain is down to cover or prevent me from seeing whatever Thyro and I are doing. God. He's crazy. This place is amazing. It makes it more romantic and hot. "Aaah! Thyro!" I moaned out of nowhere as he bit the opening of my chest. "Do you like it, My Queen?" he asked while kissing my neck. "Hmmm, Y-Yes!" He slowly took off my dress and even my bra I was wearing I helped him take it off. He was half naked. I didn't realize that he had taken off his black long sleeve, so I could freely see the masculine body th

He thrusts in deep, measured strokes that drags his cock over every sensitive spot inside me and I pant in pleasure. A thumb brushes over my lips and I look to see Thorne, now naked and straining as he speaks, "Open up."

That should shut him up. Ashton’s POV: I studied Liz’s face carefully as she issued her challenge. I can still read a lot of her looks, and I can clearly see that she’s nervous. She wants me to back down, but that’s not about to happen. My dreams had been filled with erotic images of Liz, and the idea of having a chance to see her standing naked before me was an opportunity I refused to pass up. Just having her standing here in a towel has been enough to send my entire blood supply directly to my crotch.

The heat soaked into my sore muscles and the ache between my thighs started to ease almost immediately. "Oh god‚" I breathed‚ closing my eyes. "That's so good." "Good." I heard the rustle of fabric and opened my eyes. Thorne was pulling his sweatpants down. No underwear. Of course. He stepped out of them and stood there for a second and I let myself look because I'd earned that right at this point. Every line of his body was hard and defined‚ his abs tight‚ the V of his hips leading down to where his cock hung heavy between his thighs. Even soft‚ he was big enough to make me clench involuntarily.

Hannah crawled into the tub and sank her body into the warm water. Ashton gasped in alarm. "Your wounds, Hannah!" "Nothing that needed stitches. I'm fine. I just need to change the bandages." Ashton nodded awkwardly. Their eyes locked, and their thoughts ran wild in that moment of bliss. "All right then..." Ashton's voice trailed off as Hannah casually removed her underwear. Her naked body was visible under the warm water. "Come on, baby, take a bath with me." Hannah's eyes sparkled playfully. Ashton knelt by the tub, unable to take his eyes off her. "Don't tempt me, Hannah."

~Push out those pussy lips, show him how bad you need breeding. The door creaked open, scents flooding in. Aurelius and Thorne stepped inside, drawn by the thick aroma of my heat and slick. Aurelius's eyes lit with possession, Thorne smirking like he owned the place already. “Smells like a party,” Thorne said, stripping off his shirt to reveal scarred abs and a cock already hard in his pants.

Grabbing a throw pillow—also mine—she desperately tried to cover her bouncing breasts, while Topher yanked himself from her body to spin my way and flash me with a disturbing view of his dick that was still hard and wet from dipping itself inside Annabeth. “Oh, fuck! Haven!” he cried in guilty despair, covering his junk with both hands as if to prove no misdeeds had been going on here. Nothing to see, just two people hanging out on a couch, all chill and relaxed. It was just total happenstance they both happened to be naked and their privates had been connecting…repeatedly. No biggie. “Baby, I can explain.” Well, hell. Now my ears were in on the conspiracy because that sure sounded like my b