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he muttered against my lips. “Yeah, deeper…ow, wait, angle,” I gasped into his mouth, but he adjusted, pushing steady, our kisses getting sloppier, his tongue stroking mine while the tampon slid in place, string hanging. “Done?” he asked, pulling back, eyes dark. “Yeah,” I breathed, kissing him again hard, hands in his hair. Then..knock knock, female voice at the door. I seemed to have cared less about the fact that Kael may have had a girl in his life.

Then pull Kiara in and give Kiara a gentle kiss in front of all the cameras. As soon as David opens the door for us, I help Kiara get in first. David already has put the window between us up, causing me to smirk. As soon as the door closes behind us, I pull Kiara onto my lap and start kissing her fierce. When she breaks away to breathe, my head dips down, and I kiss her neck, the collarbone, and my head dips deeper and deeper. This sexy cleavage has been killing me all evening.

The sound was sharp and satisfying, quite a release for my pent-up anger. Florence didn't dare retaliate. She stood there, pointing toward the neighbors while raising her voice again. "Look, everyone! Look at this vile woman! She's a lunatic! Chester was cursed the day he married her! He lost his life because of her!" I ruffled my hair to make myself look even more disheveled. Then I grabbed her arm and shoved her out the door. Dropping the knife, I followed her outside and fell to my knees at the doorstep in a sudden motion. I then began wailing as I clung tightly to her legs with both hands.

“Do you always get distracted by people instead of the books… Alice?” “I suppose it depends on the person…” I admitted, breath catching as I stared at her mouth. “Some are impossible to ignore… especially when they’re dripping for it.” She smiled, slow and filthy, and closed the last inch between us. Her lips brushed mine in a teasing, open-mouthed kiss… just enough tongue to make me moan softly into her. “And you?” she asked, voice husky and wrecked already. “Do you find some people impossible to resist… even if it means getting fucked in the library?”

The sexual fog he’s cast over me is alive and well, and I’m about to combust. He pulls away. “Lock up,” he says and places a sweet and gentle kiss on my lips. “I’ll find a home for your goat.” I close and lock the door and lean my forehead against it like I did two nights ago. I’m in so far over my head that drowning will be the only outcome possible. ***

“Do you have somewhere in the house that is private?” “Mack, I think you came to the right place.” Haven laughed, and she looked at him with a smile. She took his hand and started walking to the back of the house. When he walked into the furthest room in the house, he thought something was slightly off about the room, but he couldn’t figure it out. When she walked to the sidewall, though, she moved the book on the bookshelf, and soon there was a door that was open, and she was pulling it open.

Pulling out a white rectangular electronic keycard from his shirt pocket, he swiftly inserted the key into the door and with a small click, the door swerved open. They both zigzagged drunkenly into the room. As he shut the door, Victory brazenly spun her body and rested her torso onto his chest and faced him, her lips licking in anticipation. She felt wanton with abandonment and for now it appears that she has completely surrendered her body to the sexual passion burning inside of her. Her dazed green eyes were large and questioning as they peered into his blue orbs. She wanted to ask him a question that was reverberating loudly in her murky brain ever since they had kissed in the elevator.

but she remained steadfast until another knock echoed through the room. She cast a fleeting glance at the door before fixing her gaze on me. "I require a passionate kiss; do not attempt to entice me with mere pecks." "Very well, come here," I responded, and she quickly approached me. I cradled her head in my hands and pressed my lips against hers. My eyes closed as we became engrossed in each other, our tongues exploring in a fervent dance. Just then, another knock interrupted the moment, prompting me to gently withdraw. "Now, please answer the door."

Her tongue brushed against mine and every single wall I’d built crumbled. “Fuck it,” I growled. I kissed her back like I’d been starving for weeks; deep, hungry, no restraints, no holding back. My hands were everywhere, in her hair, on her hips, her ass as I pressed her into me. She moaned into my mouth and the sound went straight to my dick. I walked her backward fast until her back hit the wall with a soft thud. She gasped, and I swallowed it with another kiss. “Door,” I muttered between her lips, reaching around blindly before I found the lock and twisted it hard. It clicked shut.

The moment we stepped inside, he locked the door behind us with a firm click. We didn’t even make it to the bedroom. Kasit pushed me down onto the couch, his mouth claiming mine in a hungry kiss. He turned me around quickly, bending me over the arm of the couch with his strong hands gripping my waist. He entered me in one smooth thrust, driving into me hard and deep. I moaned loudly, pushing back against him, loving how he made me feel. His movements were powerful and steady, each stroke sending waves of pleasure through my body. “Not again…” I gasped when another knock suddenly came at the door.