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The seduction bloomed unintentional: humidity making my skin glow, his drunk haze blurring lines, our the steam. He leaned in, nose grazing my hair, inhaling deep. "You smell... fuck, so good." Words accidental, but they ignited. I turned my head, lips brushing his jaw soft, unintended. His hand settled on my waist, fingers splaying over the bare skin where tank met shorts, burning through me. "Jax... we can't. Mia..." But my body arched subtle, traitorous, the ache between my thighs growing insistent. He groaned low, forehead pressing to mine, shifting his hips and there it was, the hard length in his shorts pressing against my hip, thick and unyielding.

When he replaced the ice with his hot mouth, the contrast made her sob his name. “We’re going to do so many things together,” he said against her skin. “I’ll show you pleasure you’ve never known. Pleasure that feels like death and rebirth all at once.” And she believed him. ……… I hit publish and closed my laptop, with a smile playing on my lips. Within minutes, my phone started buzzing with notifications. I opened the app. Comments exploding. NightOwl_Reader: AUTHOR OH MY GOD THE ICE SCENE RomanceAddict47: I’m literally screaming into my pillow right now

the movie echoed. “Your kisses feel like vocalnic eruptions on my lips” he whispered to her ears. “Your caresses feel like furrows burying in deeply until I'm shivering”. “Yesss Nate,” the girl in the movie moaned. “Fuck me harder,” she responded. Belle had always been a die hard romantic. And even though she never admits it, she was a lover girl. Just as she kept watching her movie whilst she enjoyed feeling the wind in her hair and face, she suddenly heard a loud, yet familiar voice screaming at her.

I watched as droplets of water trickled down Calla's smooth skin, her hair clinging to her shoulders. With delicate strokes, I washed away the sweat and grime from our morning exercises. I felt a surge of affection for this remarkable woman by my side as I massaged shampoo into her hair. Once we were thoroughly cleansed, we stepped out of the shower, wrapping ourselves in plush towels. We dried off before moving to the counter. I poured a generous amount of body lotion into my palm before smoothing it onto Calla's skin. In turn, she applied lotion to my skin. We indulged in a ritual of self-care, applying a rich body butter to nourish and pamper our skin.

she giggles at the end of her sentence, and Roman grins at her. "It took the attention off me nicely, so I appreciated it a lot," he laughs, rolling his eyes playfully. "Do you want to smell like a happy coconut or energising passionfruit?" She asks mockingly, holding the two body washes in her hands and weighing them as if she was a scales. He considers them so seriously that Avery releases a hoot of laughter, his face scrunched up in thought. "I'll have to say the happy coconut fits today's mood," he finally responds, and Avery grins at him, handing him the white bottle, and putting the yellow one back on her shelf.

She squeals in surprise, bouncing once before I yank off the coat and bury my face between her legs again. Gods, she’s fucking perfect. Wet and sweet and mine. She moans, hands fisting in my hair. I glance back. “Under me, Rowen. Her ass needs some attention.” Rowen grins, already stripping. “Always up for a little DP action.” “Oh, Goddess!” Summer cries, her thighs trembling. She’s soaked—like she’s been swimming in her own desire. It’s delicious. Rowen drops to his knees behind her, pulling her to the edge of the couch and lifting one leg high over his shoulder. She’s spread wide for both of us.

I'm too heavy," he said. - No, it is not. “He was perfect. Supporting most of the weight on the knees and forearms, - No, it is not. “He was perfect. Supporting most of the weight on the knees and forearms, he wasn't heavy. Just firm, hot and sexy. With a light scent of sandalwood and a lot of sex. If someone were to bottle this fragrance, there would be a lot more men doing well. "Sorry, I need to take off the condom." — When you came out of me, I resented that necessity, the intrusion of practicality into our sexy adventure. On the other hand, as he walked towards the bathroom, I could appreciate his look of back. What a perfect man, from broad shoulders to slim waist, slim hips, amazing a

Bella laughs, so I know she can hear them too. " While Bella is relaxing in the water, I put some of her dove body wash in a poof and I washed her starting from her feet. She is still a little out of it, but her body is relaxing into the bath, and she is moaning a little. Adonis joins me and squirts soap into a new washing poof, doing the same. We wash each part of her body gently, making sure we get each spot, so she is clean. She smiles at us through hooded eyes. I would give the world to keep her beautiful smile on her face.

Coming to work was like stepping into paradise. She quickly scrubbed her body with a rose-scented body wash a guest left behind and washed her hair with a coconut-scented shampoo. Sienna was always self-conscious about using too much hot water and quickly finished up. She then dried her body with the towel the hotel provided and moisturised her skin with a similar rose body lotion.

“Something that’d stretch that pretty mouth wide open.” Heat flooded my face and my pussy. I pressed my thighs together, remembering how his dream-cock had felt slamming into me. “Maybe I am.” He stepped around the island, closing the distance until I was backed against the counter. His body heat wrapped around me. He smelled like clean soap and something masculine that made my head spin. Without asking, he sprayed another line of whipped cream along my collarbone, right above the neckline of my tank top. “Oops,” he murmured, not sounding sorry at all. “Let me clean that up.”