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He set the glass down and crossed to me, stopping just close enough that I could smell his cologne dark, expensive, dangerously familiar. “Notebook?” he asked. I lifted the leather-bound book like a shield. My handwriting inside had grown filthier with every page he made me add. He took it from my hands, flipped it open to the newest entry, and read my words aloud in that low, commanding voice. “‘I vow to spread you open and taste how desperate you are for a man you shouldn’t want.’” My breath caught. I’d written it at 3 a.m. last night, fingers trembling, shame and arousal warring until I gave in and put it on paper.

There was something about the strain in his voice that got to me, I wanted him to beg, I wanted him to hold out till he couldn’t take it anymore. The more I pleased him the more I felt like I was close to an orgasm myself. I kept sucking his dick and massaging his balls and the skin just between his ass and balls. I had read it in one of my many erotic novels that it especially drove a man nuts. It seemed like all my fantasies were coming to life as I kept pleasuring him. This was what I yearned for and here in this strange land, I got it with a boy I loved. Yes, I said it, I loved him and it felt so good to please him.

But worst of all of that was that I had asked him for it. The morning after is always exciting in the secret erotic novels I normally read in my E-reader. The books make it sound like an instant magical transformation. They never write about the sticky heavy reality. The way your skin feels hypersensitive to rough cabin sheets. The lingering scent of sex and ocean salt coating the entire room.

I dropped the panties back where they were and began to check the drawer. In it, she had some lotion, fingernails, and a book. In the bottom drawer, that is where the fun begins. She had 3 dildos of various sizes, lube, a vibrator, and a p**n magazine, which caught my attention. I grabbed and opened the magazine and started to flip through it. There was a naked posting for each session, and there was a picture of a girl licking the pussy of another girl.

"I'm flattered, Mrs. Melinda. It's important you feel comfortable here. Now, let's dig a little deeper. What kind of erotica draws you in? The kind that builds slowly, or something..something more.. direct?" In my mind, I pictured her reading about a doctor like me, hypnotizing a patient into submission. Her body arching under my commands. I watched her bite her lips, considering her answer. This was going to be exquisite. She shifted on the couch, uncrossing and recrossing her legs. "It's mostly the forbidden ones, of course. Power dynamics, losing control to someone trustworthy. Scenes where the mind opens up and the body follows. I dream about it.. being guided, touched in ways I can't ad

I felt the familiar tingling between my legs that then turned into a sweet pain. He was slowly sliding his hand under my dress, giving my skin a gentle knead and touch. My skin seemed to burn everywhere his touch landed, but the burn sent so much torturing sensation that I wanted to feel more of him, naked and boundless like the sea. "You see how you make me feel, Addie?" I looked at him, still reeling from the sensation. He pushed me flat on my back and pushed his lower body in between my legs. I shuddered and let go of a shaky moan. I couldn't help it. The aching in my lower region intensified at the erotic action. He was strong. His desire was so stiff and was restrained in the confines o

I ask. Kira doesn’t say a word, so I stop. "Rhys," she begs. "Is it?" I ask again. "Yes," she mumbles. "What else?" I demand. Kira shivers when I trail my fingers down her stomach. She moans my name, the sound of it rushing straight to my cock. I pull her shirt open the rest of the way. "Here’s what’s gonna happen." I kiss her belly. "You are going to read me every one of those fantasies, and I will make them come true." Another kiss, this time much lower. "I will spend the night giving you something real to write about."

Still, doubt creeps in as I focus on her eyes, “Is this the right thing for you though?” She looks at me for a long minute, before finding my hand and leading it down her body. Her boobs, soft and perky, her flat stomach, and finally deeper. Past her panties and I feel her wetness. My hand is soaked, and she groans when my hand comes into contact with her dripping pussy. The sound is so sexy, so raw. “Just from that kiss, my love. We can talk about whether it's right tomorrow.” I don't need any other confirmation. I grab her.

Hey beautiful people, Just a warning. This book is an erotica, which means 18+, so if you are uncomfortable with sex and adult shit, please don’t read my books. But if you are a nymphomaniac like me, go ahead ;) Also guys, for the better understanding of the stories, I’d also like to give you the order in which the books should be read: 1)Nathaniel Lachlan 2)Aaron Riverwood 3)Landon Chambers 4) Emily Warner

Amber’s eyes widened and she was getting really pumped out from Elena’s energy. Her eyes were focued on how bouncy Elena’s boobs were. She bit her lips, licking them out and rubbing her thighs. There was a heat coming from in between her legs and she was ignoring it as much as she could. Amebr bit her lips, putting her leg on top of the second one and squeezing her thighs even harder so the energy from in between her legs would raise back into he body and disperse. It was a fetish method of controlling the urge to have sex that she learnt online