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whispered Dmitri as fantasy undressed slowly but passionately in his mind. Euphoria ! It was just that crazy moment where every single cell of Audrey's body was screaming, Yes ! Like a pot of water that boils over—a slow build with an eventual overflow of intense pleasure and pure cosmic bliss.

she said cheerfully, brushing a soft pink gloss across my lips, “I’ve been living with one.” I bit back a laugh, refusing to give her the satisfaction, but I could feel it bubbling inside me anyway. And deep down—deeper than I wanted to admit—I hoped maybe she was right. As if on cue, she spun toward her speaker and pressed play. A goofy, overly romantic pop song burst out, the kind with silly metaphors about love being like bubblegum and sunshine. One of those songs you’d laugh at in public but secretly scream-sing in the shower.

Big hazel eyes seemed to look down on Bliss as if she were nothing but a dietary supplement. Bliss nodded coldly at the other woman and walked into the house through the french doors. She glanced back once in time to see the woman wrap her arms around Chal's neck. She hurried up the stairs and slipped into the door of her room. With a growl of thwarted need and frustration, she kicked the corner of the wrought iron frame that surrounded the big mirror by the closet door. The mirror over her dressing table revealed the tragic state of her reflection.

Some guys liked to watch, right? Bliss closed her eyes, conscious of the blush creeping up her neck. She reached down, but Travis hands were there already. He spread her open while she guided the head of the dildo to her entrance. Her nerves were wound up just enough that she felt her body resist the tapered dildo. Deep breath.

Bedroom eyes Muscular thighs Smooth lips Kisses like sips Remy, with you my heart flew Fuckin' missed you too Don't judge…sips rhymed. The smile threatens to break my face apart. Happiness like I haven't felt, since I'm not sure when, maybe ever, gives me a light feeling. The tightness in my shoulders that's pressed down for so long isn't there as I take a breath. The most cleansing, easiest, and deepest breath I can remember ever taking. * * * "You wanted to see me?"

blissful, loving, and precious. THE END…

Don't waste your time on me. The evening breeze brushed across her face, lifting her long hair into the air. That soft, flowing hair framed her already fair skin, making her look even more flawless, like a precious pearl glowing under moonlight. Paul felt a rush in his chest, like something loud and wild was trying to break free. He let out a soft chuckle, his eyes filled with sincerity. "Thank you," he said. The sudden thank-you caught Nova off guard. She looked at him, puzzled, as he explained seriously, "Thank you for saying you don't fall easily, not that you'll never fall again."

Stacey faintly said in disbelief. “Yeah. You did!” I happily agreed. “I did it!! I really did it…” Slowly it started to sink into her and her face began to brighten. “I did it!!” She repeatedly chants those words with so much joy. She was happily proud of her achievement and I am too. “WE DID IT BABE!! WE DID IT!!” She hugged me while chanting those words. I can’t hold it though, I hugged her back while immensely happy making it to the end of the course.

and he kissed. The world is full of surprises, and love is one of them. THE END AUTHORS NOTE: THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR READING BLISSFUL HELL, EVERYONE!

“Omigod!” “That’s another one, AJ.” Cord switched to her right nipple and suckled while twirling the ice pop inside her clenching sex. Her pussy was on fire. It quickly became numb as Cord fucked her with the Popsicle. She heard drips—a combination of her flowing juices and the melting ice splatting on the floor beneath her, and she moaned at the eroticism bombarding her from every angle.