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If he heard or read something or saw it, he knew it. His second geeky habit was he read a lot. Gio had the unfortunate distinction, since the eighth-grade end of the year awards ceremony, of being the only student in the history of his school to have officially read every book in the school library. That was how he knew so much about sex and pleasing a woman. In a forgotten section of the library, he'd found a book he stole. The book was an old religious training book for engaged men called "The Act of Marriage." It was a book a pastor had written explaining how to sexually please a young groom's new wife, complete with drawings and diagrams. Gio had read that book cover to cover at least 50

“Tell me more.” I swallowed. My tongue felt thick. “I think… the book is honest about how desire can feel dangerous. Not just to society, but to the self. Once you let it in—once you name it, once you act on it, you can’t pretend it isn’t there anymore which changes the way you see everything else. Even yourself.” He leaned back in his chair, fingers steepled under his chin, studying me with that same focused attention he gives to a difficult passage. “And have you ever let it in?”

He asked me and again, I swallowed hard as I tried to think of the best thing to say. “Well…it’s not a normal kind of book. You might find it weird and I don’t really know what you might think of me”, I said calmly, and the old man started laughing. “Well…inasmuch as I don’t like boasting, the truth now is that I might be the only one who knows every single book and where you can get it from”, he explained. After a while of pondering, I concluded that it won’t be best to let him know that we were four brothers mated a girl.

“Woah! You must be really good. I cannot wait to see what you will do with my dick.” “Me too…your pink dick and dark balls would surely love me.” “I know they would and your mouth cam be their safe homes.” “Yes,of course. Have you had sex with a woman before? I know you are bi.” “Yes i have but you know how women are. Always falling in love on a first fuck when all you want is to fuck and leave. They also do not give good heads.” “I know right? Always using that teeth to hold onto your skin and they never let a dick enter into their throats deeply. I prefer doing my secual stuffs with men.”

“I mean, I was just saying. She added, dragging my hands in hers. C’mon let’s go inside. I followed suit, involving her in a conversation. “Babe, guess what! Sophia's brows furrowed, curiosity sparking in her eyes. “Spill the beans, Christy, what’s going on?” “I met this handsome godly temptation of a man”, I continued. Sophia’s eyes widened. “A man? She repeated. “That you had to describe him this way?” I nudged her again. Grinning. While Sophia didn’t genuinely crave intimate relationships with men, she acknowledged that the practical necessity of such encounters was solely for the aim of conception. I continued with my story anyway. “He is a massage therapist. ”Chief brought him in to hel

I took it and sipped it a little bit. My eyes landed on the book that he's holding. He's reading my book? I turned to him completely shocked for a few seconds and I turned my attention to my coffee again. "You said you love reading right?" He asked. "I'm an editor, how can I not read?" I hissed coldly. "I recommend you to read this book. I bet you will change your mind about your perspective of men." He said as he put my own book in front of me. "I'm not interested." I said.

Hey beautiful people, Just a warning. This book is an erotica, which means 18+, so if you are uncomfortable with sex and adult stuff, please don’t read my books. But if you are a nymphomaniac like me, go ahead ;) Also guys, for the better understanding of the stories, I’d also like to give you the order in which the books should be read: 1)Nathaniel Lachlan 2)Aaron Riverwood 3)Landon Chambers 4)Danika Williams

There was no cure anyway, so whatever felt good, right? Dianna sighed and clicked back to the latest blog she’d been reading. Man About Town was the closest competitor to The but reading it made Dianna feel dirty. They might aim the Playbook at men, but it wasn’t full of damaging male vitriol. Mason was right, The Playbook was the best option for Paper Now she just had to find a way to work with Jack without stabbing him in the throat.

We hug in the tiny dressing room, both of us crying now but for different reasons. That night, I downloaded a book called "Why Men Love Bitches" on my phone. The title makes me laugh—a real laugh that feels foreign after so much crying. If this is my bitch era, I might as well learn how to do it right. The book talks about confidence, about not chasing men who don't want you, about building a life that's so good you don't need anyone else to complete it. "This is good advice," Lyra says as I read. "Especially the part about not being available whenever he snaps his fingers."