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Sending love and well wishes to you all xx A trail of water dripped behind Bellamy as he emerged from the shower, a towel hung loosely around his waist as he ruffled another towel through his now damp curls. “Whatcha reading gorgeous?” he nodded to Thea. Placing an intricately carved silver bookmark in between the pages, she placed her book down on the bedside table. Letting out a contented sigh, she stretched her arms and legs out on the bed. “It’s called ‘Her Fae Lovers’ by one of my favourite authors, Jane Knight.” A sleepy smile danced across her face as she dragged her eyes over Bellamy’s wet, exposed torso. Little pearls of water clung to his taught, tanned skin making him glisten unde

I didn’t hesitate. I pulled Fifty Shades of Grey first (cliché, yes, but I needed an entry point), then The Claiming of Sleeping Beauty by Anne Rice, Story of O, a slim volume called The New Topping Book just to balance it out, and two anthologies with titles like Bound Hearts and Surrender to Me. The stack felt heavy in my arms, like contraband. I carried them to the my corner and hid them under the table. I sat down, and opened the first book.

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And I didn't help myself either, I constantly fed fears with stories of toxic, manipulative love, how it started always started with flowers and charm, and then, one day, the switch would flip. I promised myself I would never experience that. Romance belonged in stories. Fantasies not real life. Still, I couldn’t deny the memory of his touch. How warm his hand had felt on the small of my back. How perfectly he held me. How one dance ignited sparks across my skin. And my book? It wasn’t helping. The vivid steamy descriptions made me restless, And yet, part of me wasn’t ready to climb out of that mental gutter.

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He slammed into me nonstop until, with a guttural roar, he buried himself deep one final time and spilled into me, holding me close as our trembling bodies fused, lost in the same storm of passion. He collapsed beside me, panting. I lay there catching my breath, every nerve still buzzing. Damn. He was incredible. Never in my wildest thoughts did I imagine my quiet, efficient boss—the one who always saw me as just the secretary in corporate suits—would fuck me like this. And I already knew I wanted more. I caught him staring, and a soft smile curved my lips. “You fuck real good,” I whispered, still panting. He smirked, his gaze shamelessly glued to my chest. His hand slid over and closed arou

“Rafael...” “Shh.” I didn’t look up, just kept mapping her with my mouth, my hands. The softness of her inner thighs. The way her muscles jumped when I nipped at the sensitive skin behind her knee. The faint, faint scent of her arousal, growing stronger with every touch. She was dripping for me, her body already preparing for the next wave of heat. I could smell it, the rich, honeyed musk of her, the way it made my cock throb. I didn’t touch her where she ached, not yet.

I smile sweetly at him. His eyes widen. “How is that romance?” “Well, becuase she falls in love with the new guy, and he loves her. Oh, and be warned, there’s two endings. Happy and sad. Decide the characters fate yourself.” I wink and he sighs. I watch as he opens the book ‘Tainted heat’ By Billiejo Priestley, and begins to read. It’s almost low level smut. I didn’t want to give him something where it goes too indepth, I can save that for next time.