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When I pumped harder, you could hear her sloppy, wet pussy. Muted by the endless walls of books, she moaned, "Yeah...yeah...ahhhh...yeah, Rob...put it...put it in me...gimme that dick...fuck me!" I stroked it and taunted her, "You want it, baby girl? You want me to fill that pussy...fill that pussy with dick...all this dick!"

”What book is that any-” Kartika who sees the cover of the book directly smacks their heads really hard that they pass out. Herman then takes the book and opens it. “Oh, it’s just a translated comic to English (Localization, the real script is in Indonesia).” He scans the comic by opening the pages slowly. ”Hang on, why do I feel something strange on this book?” He scans it by opening the pages faster and slams the comic to the floor. ”Ieu mah komik bokep, njir!” Herman exclaimed irritatedly. Err, should I really translate it? Here’s a hint for ya, "bokep" means porn.

My hand slid down his chest slowly, feeling the hard muscle beneath his shirt, before boldly palming the growing bulge in his pants. Nate sucked in a sharp breath. “I’ve read your books, Nate,” I whispered, my voice husky and desperate as I stroked him through the fabric. “I know you write about girls who beg to be taken. Who want to be used. Fucked. Ruined…. raped!! I read that chapter so many times I lost count… the one where the man takes her even when she pretends to fight. You can’t lie and say you don’t know some girls crave that.”

"I mean, as you can already tell, many like this type of genre, and it's not embraced enough in Texas, so I thought why not?" "Girl, you did us a favor," she said. "I think I spend half of my income purchasing books published by your company. I am addicted," she said. "Not to mention my boyfriends have a tendency of, you know, trying out the scenarios," my eyes widened at that. "Don't judge me," she burst into laughter. "How does your relationship work exactly?" I was a bit curious. "Oh," she wiped her mouth after munching on the pastry. "It's just like any other relationship, honestly. But we're in a BDSM dynamic kind of thing. It's TPE though," she said.

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“Don’t call me sweetheart, and it’s not book p**n. It’s called smut.” “Smut,” I repeat. “Such a fancy way to say p**n, huh?” I tilt my head, still holding the book out of her reach. “So tell me, what’s the smut doing to you?” “Kai, stop.” She pauses, eyes narrowing like a warning. She’s too mad at me for the shit I’m about to pull, but I don’t really care. It’s either this or I let her bury herself in her precious smut while pretending I don’t exist, probably imagining the two of us as the lead characters anyway.

“Do you know how sexy you look reading that book?” Myla rolled her eyes. “Oh, really?” She said, giving him a playfully defiant look. “So you are sexualizing me for reading now?” “I saw that look in your eyes,” Beck whispered, reaching out to grab her book. “You are reading a dirty book, aren’t you?” Myla pulled it out of his reach, her face turning a deeper shade of pink. “No! It is a historical romance. It is very educational.” “Is it?” Beck drawled, his voice a low rumble.

I whispered, suppressing my moan. “No. Good girls say what they desire. Good girls don’t hide they got a book to learn how to suck cock. Good girls don’t hide cute little satin things in the nightstands of their old rooms. They willingly parade around in them because they know what it does to a man.” Max inserts a finger inside me, “Bad girls hide things. They get spanked and edged. Is that what you need?” My muscles tighten at the thought. “Your body says, yes.” Max adds a second finger. “Was it the idea of me spanking you or the orgasm denial?” “No. I’m sorry.” I say as I moan.