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That was more money than I made in two months. “That’s a lot of money… I’ll stay,” I said quickly, trying to ignore how both of them were staring at me. Victor’s lips curved into a smirk. “Good. We like having you here, Serena.” The way he said my name made my pussy clench. They both looked at me like they wanted to bend me over the kitchen island right there, what’s with them and their attractiveness? Later that night… I was completely lost in my own world. Lying on my back in the middle of the huge bed of the guest room, legs spread wide open, my fingers were frantically rubbing my soaked pussy. My AirPods were blasting dark, sensual music as I read one of my dirtiest books.

I stammered. “I see.” He smirked and continued walking. “So what do you think of erotic books? Do they convey the messages purely like movies do? The expressions, the feelings… everything.” I gulped. “It all comes down to how good the writer is.” I said, trying to steady my voice. “I most times prefer to read erotic books instead of watching erotic movies. “Interesting,” he smiled. “We really do have a lot in common.” “Do you get the urge to do it when you read them?” he continued.

He groaned slowly as I twirled my hands round his cap. This would always be my favorite part. He bent down tearing my two thighs apart. His hands slipped inside my pussy as he finger fucked me. “Who's the best at fucking you Selene?" He groaned as he looked at me. " You are Damian, you are!”I yelped from the pleasure I was getting. He fastened his hands, bringing it out and coming out real fast, fuck! I could feel the tension building in me as my laps tightened. He grinned.

“You smell so fucking sweet, baby.” Jay pulled away from her mouth to watch as Liam buried his face in her pussy from behind, his tongue sliding through her folds, lapping up her juices noisily. Sasha moaned loudly, her knees nearly giving out. “Hold her up,” Liam growled from between her thighs, and Jay grabbed her arms, pinning her against his chest as Liam feasted on her pussy. His tongue flicked her clit mercilessly before he shoved it deep inside her, making her scream out in pleasure.

He looked up slowly, letting his storm-gray eyes drag over my body like a physical caress. “Lock the door,” he said quietly and my fingers trembled with excitement as I turned the lock. Adrian stood and rounded the desk, stopping just inches away. The scent of black coffee and warm male skin filled my senses. “You look sexy” he drawed with his gaze lingering on the swell of my breasts and the hem of my short skirt. “Good girl.” Good girl Aughhh those two words made my clit throb. He has no idea how those two words messes with my restraint.

She didn't even cast us a glance, she just took a seat by the fire, drowning herself in a book. Everything was still again until Kane pulled me into the small pantry area. He dropped to his knees, pulled down my leggings, and ate my cum-filled pussy until I had to bite my own arm to keep from moaning. He made me come twice on his tongue before standing up, spinning me around, and fucking me against the shelves. Each risky encounter made the danger sweeter. Each time he filled me, the breeding obsession grew stronger. But the guilt was crushing me. As he rose to his feet, I turned to find him glistening with my juices. My breathing came heavily, my knees buckling. I crashed into him, leaning

I wаѕ, but not fоr thе rеаѕоn they thоught. THE END Thank you for joining me on this intense journey through Lost in Lust.️ If you enjoyed this story, I invite you to explore my other novel, “Wild Pleasure”️ A very sexual erotic novel. Nuzel.

No foreplay was required in this ecstatic world of perfection, and penetration was effected in a single snag-free glide. Tumbling back to reality, and almost falling off his stool in the process, Elliot sighed with regret. He really loved the ‘hotel room’ fantasy, although he had to admit it wasn’t entirely all his own work. The protagonists - Diamanda and himself — were his choice of course, but the scenario, the setting and the nitty-gritty of the bedroom action came straight from one of the lady’s own stories, The Spider's Web, which was all about a beautiful, sexually voracious woman who picked up young men in bars and lured them to hotel rooms to fuck them.

“You’re thinking I couldn’t possibly read smut, and you’re trying to judge yourself against all the super sexy book boyfriends out there. The thing about books is that they give people something to fantasize over. Something they might not want in real life, and that’s what makes it sexy. It’s something to take yourself out of your existential, boring, mundane world for a while and put you somewhere else. Well, I do read romance. I even read erotica. That being said, it’s not real, and I don’t expect it to be. You’re real, and I want to enjoy this. With you. I have no high standards to measure you against. Believe me. You already get a ten from me. I’m enjoying this because it’s you. I like t