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If she doesn't know what to do with her ripe body for herself, I know what to do with it and I know how to do it well. “Read it, sister. Go on” I encourage her as I take a seat on my soft bed with my legs spread open like in the picture. My shaft is rapidly filling up with this need to fill her hole but I need to see how far I can go before she gives in to me. “What is wrong stepsis?“ I ask, “nothing…“ her sweet voice cracks as flips to the next page, I grin at her. The picture waiting for her in the next page is a full frontal nude of myself.

His eyes roamed over my body, taking in every curve and line. He leaned down, his breath hot on my inner thigh. I gasped softly, anticipating his touch. His fingers traced the lace of my thong, sending shivers down my spine. He hooked a finger under the fabric and slowly pulled it aside, exposing my most intimate place. My pussy. His tongue flicked out, tasting me, and I gasped, my back arching off the desk. He sucked and licked, his movements slow and deliberate, driving me wild with desire. I cried out louder, my hands gripping the edge of the desk as waves of pleasure washed over me.

He had prepared the book already, it was an erotic one with just the right things he wanted to hear her read. He dropped the book onto the bed, grabbed Ethel and dropped her into the bed in a way that she laid with her ass to the ceiling and her boobs pressed into the bed. Alpha Carl got on top of her and pressed his hard dick in between her ass cheeks. "Start reading, Angel" he kissed on her neck lingeringly just as he slid his dick to her wet pussy. "Oh my" her voice trembled as she opened the book with shaky hands "You are not reading yet, Angel. Page 3, start from page 3"

Stopping for a moment, I bite the corner of my mouth, pouting my lips as I scrutinize the rest of the words. Zeath intentionally handed me this book. I mean, we’re both adults. But did he know the content before giving it to me. And I didn’t check it either. It’s a fucking erotic book! “You read this?” I ask. I’m not surprised that he did, though. It just feels a bit odd since I’ve never seen him read a novel before. Talk more of erotic. He was more into newspapers—or I just didn’t look close enough to notice. “Yeah. It’s a kink series, actually.” Kink?? “Dark romance. I enjoy reading dark romance.”

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and trying to close her legs. But I didn’t stop. I pushed her panties aside and slid one finger along her slick folds, finding her clit and rubbing it in slow, gentle circles. She gasped, her book dropping to the floor with a soft thud. I kept going, teasing her until her hips started twitching. Then I eased one finger inside her tight, dripping pussy, curling it just right while my thumb kept working her clit.

“My filthy toy, your nipples beg for me, not Sophie’s pathetic lies.” He stepped back, pulled her diary from his bag, and his smile turned wicked. “Read your last entry,” he said. He handed her the small notebook. “Rub your pussy while you do.” Eva’s fingers shook as she opened the diary and found her words about their lecture hall sex. “He should fucked me until I loose my memory,” she read. Her voice wobbled, and her fingers slipped between her thighs, brushed her clit, already slick from their sex. “Mmm,” she moaned. Her pussy pulsed, and her eyes stayed on Hayes.

She felt more embarrassed than if he’d caught her shop- lifting. He reached for a bookmark from a small stack at the counter. She started to wave him away. “I always bend the corners,” she said. Undaunted, he wrote his name and number on the back of a bookmark and slipped it between her pages. The action made her think of the way he’d fucked her in her fantasy, his cock sliding easily inside of her. What he said next changed everything in Gina’s world. “Girls who bend corners should be punished,” he said, and she sucked in her breath before she could stop herself. Her visible discomfort seemed to please him. He didn’t rush to put her at ease. “You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”

I moaned, biting down on my lip when his fingers slid over my folds—slow, taunting, sinful. "I couldn't stop thinking about you," I whispered, pressing my hips into his touch. "I needed..." "You needed me to make you come," he finished for me, his voice dark and breathless. "You needed to sin again." And I did. God help me—I did. "Be a good girl," he murmured. "And on your knees." My hands trembled slightly as I steadied myself, head bowed, breath uneven. I could hear the faint hum of prayer from the main hall, voices rising in unity, unaware of the blasphemy happening behind the booth.

But my wear suddenly felt too tight across the shoulder, way too warm. My fingers fidgeting, I opened the Rite book. “I exorcise thee, unclean spirit–” She arched, deliberately. The torn dress slid higher, exposing the smooth skin of her stomach, the shadow forming between her thighs revealing no undergarments. Just slick, swollen flesh catching the candle light. She was already wet and dripping, her scent filling the space which hit me. My mouth went dry. “Keep reading,” she purred. “The words make me throb. Makes me want to clench around something thick and holy.”