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“You’re obsessed. This deal is all you talk about. My pussy, my body is just a tool for your power trip.” Before she could say more, a knock hit the door. Room service guy handed over a package. No name on it but Elena knew. She opened it on the bed. Inside: a signed first edition of her favorite author, the one she mentioned loving back in college but Damian never remembered. Next, a small bottle of rare perfume, the exact scent she wore on their first date years ago — spicy vanilla that always made her feel sexy. And a handwritten note on thick paper. “Elena. Last night you opened up. I listened. Wear this scent when you think of me stretching you. Come to my suite tonight. No rush. But yo

Heat rushed up my chest as I shifted uncomfortably under his gaze. “Did you have fun tonight with Zoe?” he asked. “Yeah, we just watched some stupid romcom.” I tried to keep my voice steady, ignoring the throb building between my legs. Why did he have to look so good even half-asleep? He smirked slightly, pushing off the counter and stepping closer. The smell of his cologne mixed with masculine sweat made my head spin. “You’re a beautiful girl, Maddie.” My breath hitched. My nipples hardened instantly under my thin shirt. Was he flirting with me? Was this real?

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That much I knew. I wanted his hands on me, his mouth on me, his veiny dick inside me. “Bow…” Harley shifted closer to me and took my hands in hers, “I see a girl who desperately needs to get her brains fucked out.” She said without any filter and I chuckled. "So just go," she squeezed my hand gently, "throw caution to the wind and satisfy your carnal desires.” She demonstrated dramatically. “If you are going to have a wild college sex experience, no better person to do it with than Wesley, trust me.” She winked at me.

Until he groaned against my neck—“I’m coming, Gav. I’m coming in your ass, baby.” “Please… please… yes…” I felt him pulse—hot, rhythmic spurts filling the condom inside me. His hips stuttered, grinding deep one last time as he emptied himself. “Oh fuck… fuck…” A third voice...Steve, the stranger groaned from across the room. My eyes snapped open just in time to see him come—thick ropes shooting across his fist, splattering his abs as he stroked himself through it, gaze locked on us like we were the hottest thing he’d ever seen.

He gripped onto my thighs more dominantly a hungry need rising in him. He broke away from my lips kissing down my neck to my collar bone where his mark left. The feeling of his lips against my collar bone had me soaking myself. I moaned my hips swaying against him as he laid me on the bed, him on top of me. His hair fell over his face and toward mine, the sweet smell of his shampoo hitting me.

Pre-cum glistened like mercury in the moonlight. “Open.” She did. He guided himself past her lips, slow at first, letting her adjust to the chill of his flesh, the velvet hardness. Then deeper. Her throat relaxed under that silver stare; she took him to the root, nose brushing coarse dark hair that smelled of old books and iron. “Good girl,” he purred. “Now suck.” She hollowed her cheeks, tongue swirling, hands braced on powerful thighs. He groaned, low, reverent, fingers threading into her hair. Then he tilted her head back, exposing the long column of her throat.

* My mind floods with filthy images of Damien above me in bed, growling low in my ear as he pounds into me, his dick swelling, teeth grazing my neck, claiming me as his Omega while I scream his name and beg for mercy. I’m so turned on I can barely stand. My thighs are slippery. My clit is throbbing. I’m seconds away from excusing myself to the bathroom just so I can rub one out. Mia grins and grabs my arm. “Come on, let’s get you a drink before you melt. You look like you need one.” As she pulls me toward the bar, I feel Damien’s heavy gaze on my body fighting for control. This cruise hasn’t even properly started yet, and I’m already drowning in lust.

wasn't sure if he even wanted to. Enzo couldn't understand the way his body reacted at the sight of her. His eyes trailed down to her boobs, those C- cups that were desperately calling out for his mouth to fondle them. A waist that fit just right in his hands when he held her down to fuck her. Well proportioned hips and an ass that sat perfectly behind her. Kimmie was so fucking hot... yet, she was also his student. It was beyond unprofessional to have anything to do, not even a one night stand with a student...and yet Enzo had crossed that line.

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