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I shivered as his fingers slowly crept higher, teasing the edge of my shorts before pushing the fabric aside. Two thick fingers traced my slick, swollen pussy lips, then sank deep inside me without warning. I had to bite down hard on my lower lip to keep from moaning out loud. He curled them expertly, stroking that sensitive spot inside me while his thumb found my clit and rubbed slow, teasing circles. “Such a naughty, dripping little cunt,” he whispered so quietly that only I could hear it, his breath hot against my ear. “Soaking Daddy’s fingers while your mother sits right next to you.”

It's nice to be thought of as delicate, because that means he pays attention. He then left with a kind good-night and sad smile. I think it's called a bittersweet smile. Maybe so, maybe not. I wouldn't know. Shakespeare isn't one of my favorites. My taste was more of Frances Hodgson Burnett if you get my drift. (Frances Hodgson Burnett is the author of the novel The Secret Garden. I read that in third grade and I still reminisce about it. Totally fine if you don't get Cayce's drift. -I.M.)

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.

he mumbled around a mouthful of eggs, not even looking up from his phone. “It’s disgusting. Close your mouth!” I snapped, rubbing my temples. I reached across the island toward the small bakery box we’d bought yesterday, needing a distraction. “Whatever. I’m just going to eat the last lemon tart to save my sanity.” I opened the box, only to find it completely empty. Nothing left but a few sad crumbs. I stared at the empty box, then slowly lifted my gaze to Garrett, who suddenly looked very guilty. “Did you seriously eat the last dessert?” I gasped. “Garrett, I literally tagged that yesterday! I told you I wanted it for breakfast!”

It's called: Sweet treachery. by Penaciousshewa. And help leave a review on her book. Thanks a lot! Author note

It was scorching like a flame and if auras could be tasted, hers would definitely be bitter. I shuddered, walking over to the first aisle to check it out. The first book that caught my attention was Blood, Pawns and Obsession. It was a dark romance by Rylie Martin. I had one of my projects on hold because I wanted to read this book and get into the head of the psychotic male lead, so I would understand him better and be able to execute my plotline to my taste. The grin on my face unconsciously widened, and I brought the book to my nose, sniffing it in.

Grateful, even. Instead, I felt… hollow. The food had been perfect—luxurious and comforting all at once. But the seat across from me had stayed empty. Josh hadn’t come back. He hadn’t even called. Stop it, I scolded myself. You knew what this was. Still, something about the way he sent that meal—without asking, without boasting—gnawed at me. I didn’t know what it meant. Maybe nothing. My phone lit up again. Silver: You awake? Because I need to tell you about this man’s obsession with crystals and why I think he might be cursed.

The whole library was mostly filled with business books and history, but she was able to find a couple of romance novels, which was a win. The whole vibe of the library was so beautiful and aesthetic. Grabbing her books, she ambled to the circular, fluffy couch near the window and sat on it. Getting cozy, she began to read the book, and just like that, she was pulled into the fantasy world. The medicine, the warmth of the sun, and the exhaustion of her walk finally took their toll. The book slipped an inch in her hand, her chin dipping toward her chest as she drifted into a deep, dreamless slumber.

When I had enough, I got back up to the top and inhaled deeply. What was going on with me? I felt really tired. How could Alpha Nate have betrayed me? Tears cascaded down my cheeks and I sniffled. All the hard work I'd been engaging in. Was it all worthless? What had I been doing wrong to make Alpha Nate hate me this much? It was tiring. Was there no one I could hold close to my heart who would not betray me? Now I knew Alpha Nate and Zaria North had both been serving the Shadow Wolves.

Niyati mumbled softly and took a relief of breath thinking that her child is fine. Then, Neela continued saying," You know what Mommy. Uncle brings different types of chocolates and candies for me every day. He brought so many different types of chocolates which I never tasted before." Hearing Neela, Niyati felt a sting inside her chest. Neela's words reminded her of a past incident when Niyati & Shivanah were together. Niyati's heart started beating fast and she remembered something from her past. Flashback ( " It's the 139th day after our marriage and its 139 number of flower," Niyati said smelling the flower which she has seen for the first time in her life.