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I’m combining all the books of this series in one. So going to change the tittle from ‘Forbidden Flames: My Best Friend’ to ‘Forbidden Flames: Steamy Series’ of this book. Forbidden Flames: My Stepbrother Stella I was a broken soul, and I never thought that I would be healed by my stepbrother. Alex My stepsister, whom I thought would hate her, but she became the one and only person whom I desire deeply. *** "No. Flower, you're not ugly. If you could see yourself through my eyes, you'd understand how beautiful and desirable you are." I hold her face in my hands again, pulling her closer.

I was soaked, unable to stop the pleasure building. Mitch was roughly kneading my breasts with one hand, while his other hand circled and gently squeezed the other. I couldn't breathe. I couldn't even think. All I felt was being filled and fucked like a slut. “Yes…yes…fuck me harder…” The words gurgled around Devon's cock. Hans slammed into me, his balls slapping my wet flesh. “Take every inch, Yassy.” My body shuddered violently and I came for the second time. I screamed into Devon's cock and my pussy pulsed around Hans. My juices sprang out as he groaned, pulling out and jerking himself. Hot cum splattered across my stomach and tits.

Forbidden Pleasures Dear Stepmother 2 All Night Long The afternoon went by slowly after their quick fuck in the library. Racheal put on a thin sundress with nothing underneath. Every time she moved, Charles could see her smooth pussy. It was still wet from his cum. His cock stayed half-hard the whole time. He wanted her again and again.

“Let me show you how real.” Before I could protest, her mouth was on mine. Her lips were soft, impossibly plush, tasting of smoke and cinnamon. She kissed me deeply, her tongue invading my mouth, coiling around mine in a dance that left me breathless. I kissed back, my hands tangling in her long, ebony hair that cascaded like midnight waves down her back. She growled into the kiss, a primal sound that vibrated through our connected bodies, and her tail wrapped around my thigh, pulling my leg up to hook over her hip. The position opened me to her, and I felt the heat of her core pressing against mine, our slick folds sliding together in a delicious friction.

The other hovered near her hair, trembling with restraint. She hooked her fingers into his waistband and tugged the boxers down. His cock sprang free, thick, flushed, already leaking at the tip. She gave him a look that was nothing short of worshipful. "Jesus," he breathed as she wrapped her hand around him, her fingers unable to close fully around his girth. He twitched in her grip, hot and heavy, the veins standing out along his shaft. She leaned in and dragged her tongue along the underside, from base to tip, savoring the musky taste of him. When she reached the head, she swirled her tongue slowly around it, lapping up the slick bead of pre-cum.

He sent her the mail, and barely two minutes later, she replied with all the excited emojis in the world. Ted chuckled, turned off his computer to get ready for the night. The reason why most girls wanted to hook up with the predator so bad aside from the fact that he had a huge dick, was that he made the dirtiest of their fantasies come true. For Sue Mary Kay, her dirtiest fantasy was getting fucked by an unknown stranger. The girl had been obsessed with stalker romance books growing up and wanted one so bad, the only thing that could get her to cum was getting fucked in the dark by a man she did not know who treated her like a whore.

“Soaked. My pussy’s been aching for days. And after what I saw tonight… I need it rough.” We moved to a dark corner booth, away from prying eyes. The moment we sat down, his mouth was on mine….hungry, demanding. His tongue invaded my mouth as his big hand gripped my waist, pulling me against him. I moaned into the kiss, straddling his thigh and grinding my dripping core against the hard muscle there. The friction against my clit made me whimper. “Fuck, you’re burning up,” he growled against my lips. His hand slid under my dress, fingers brushing my soaked lace panties. “No wonder you’re desperate. You’re drenched.”

Damien stayed buried deep inside me, his thick cock stretching me perfectly. The candles around the room flickered faster, as if the air itself was breathing with us. Damien silver eyes glowed brighter in the dim light, almost like moonlight trapped inside them. He didn’t move right away. He just looked down at me, one hand gently brushing hair from my face. “You feel it, don’t you?” he whispered. “The house… it’s alive tonight.” I could only nod. My body felt electric. Every slow pulse of his cock inside me sent ripples of pleasure through my core. It wasn’t just sex. It felt like something older and something hungry.

Hot water cascaded over us, steam rising quickly around our bodies. The kiss deepened, growing more intense. I felt so small beneath him, his larger frame crowding me against the tiles as water sluiced down our skin. Every brush of his tongue sent sparks racing through me. Suddenly, he broke the kiss, breathing hard. His forehead rested against mine, eyes dark with lust. “Let me clean you up,” he whispered hotly against my ear, lips grazing the sensitive shell, “so you can ride me.” My cheeks and ears burned fiercely. I could only nod, body already responding to the promise in his words.