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Trigger warning - rated 18+ This book has graphic sex scenes, addiction to sex, violence like murder and threats, betrayal, grief, and trauma. It shows sex used for control or revenge. If you’re sensitive to sexual coercion, addiction, or strong violence, please be careful. CHAPTER 1 ~ Skye ~ Nova pinned me hard against the wall. His thick cock was buried balls-deep inside my soaking pussy. He thrust up into me with steady, brutal force. Each stroke stretched me wide open and slammed right into that sweet spot until my legs shook.

She was about to run out of breath as she looked at his suddenly approaching handsome face. She took a step back, with the glass window behind her, there was nowhere to retreat. "These books aren't mine!" She defended. "And whose are they?" "I don't know..." Jeff opened one of the books, only to see men and women naked and folded over each other. Every part of their bodies could be seen. Especially the man's penis, the picture was very harsh. "Don't you like that too?" "Yes, I just like it. What's wrong?" Kourtney decided to answer honestly.

“How they look when you turn the pages of a book. How they’d feel on my skin. I think about your voice—low like it is right now, telling me exactly what to do, no room for argument. I think about being on my knees in front of your desk while you grade papers, and you don’t even look at me until I have earned your attention. I think about you bending me over this desk and fucking me until I forget my own name. I think about you making me beg for your touch, for release, for anything you decide to give me. I think about you not letting me cum until I have recited every filthy line from every forbidden book we have ever read together, word for word, while you are inside me.” My face was burning

Sinbad roared. 1..." "HAPPY NEW YEAR!" The sky exploded in a riot of gold and red fireworks. At that exact second, my body went into a violent spasm. I was having a literal seizure of pleasure, my walls clamping down on them like a vice. Sinbad let out a guttural roar, sucking on my neck as he emptied his hot load deep inside my ass. Simultaneously, Killian crashed his lips onto mine, muffling my screams as he bucked one last time, filling my pussy to the brim with his thick sticky seed.

Am I that innocent to know about what is this? I saw the same book having the same words that the article that I read have. So that website was not making fun of me? It's actually true? I was like a crazy person trying to find an answer in those books. There are all romantic books or romantic facs about BL nothing offred for my age. I can't believe that there are facts, guides and trivias about having sexual intercourse with men and men. I was so naive. Why is my issue appears very normal inside this bookstore?

He was well versed in what made a woman let out a litany of profanity from their lips. “FUCK...FUCK...so damn deep inside me... I want you to fuck me.” The words sounded strange coming from my lips and felt like somebody else was talking through me. The sloppy sound of his mouth in action and the way that he would touch my clit for a moment before moving on was excruciatingly painful and pleasurable at the same time. Any sense of right and wrong went out the window when he was able to push me beyond my endurance. I hammered my fist against the tile wall with enough force to crack it underneath the pressure. I didn’t want anybody else to overhear my exclamation of immense desire.

I choked out. I was barely able to breathe. "I am yours," I ground out. He slammed in brutally. "Fuck—sweet mother—" My cries were loud. He pulled out and flipped me onto my back. That thick cock was pressing into me again before I could say a word. I groaned. He reached for the lube and applied more. The mixture was cool in my skin. "Oh lawwwd," I hissed as he pulled out, almost to the edge and just slammed in without warning, filling me to the hilt.

Rowan moaned softly. The tentacle between her thighs moved higher, pressing firmly against the damp fabric of her panties. It rubbed once, slowly, then again, mapping her through the cotton with curious intelligence. When a cluster of tiny suckers found her clit and began to pulse in a gentle rhythm, her knees buckled. She caught herself on the reading table, glasses slipping down her nose, face burning with shame and overwhelming arousal. This was wrong. Dangerous. Forbidden. But the book was *alive*. And it was reading *her* every nervous twitch, every shaky breath, every involuntary roll of her hips.

A deep, low groan rumbled from his chest. His voice. No moans this time. No woman’s voice. Just his. “Spread your legs for me.” I froze, heart slamming against my ribs. “Touch your clit, slow and soft.” My breath caught. He sounded so close. So sure. I clutched the book tighter, pulse drumming in my ears. “Look at me while you do it. Let me see your pretty little face while you play with that soaked pussy.” My hand trembled. He was imagining someone. Maybe someone in front of him. Maybe not. Maybe… me.

“I want you to read the first two pages out loud and then summarize them.” Alex leaned back in his chair, legs spread wide. He didn’t even look at the book. His eyes were glued to my chest. “Alex,” I said sharply. “The book. Not me.” He licked his lips slowly, eyes still fixed on my breasts. “Your buttons look tight today. Are they going to pop open if you breathe too hard?” I felt my face heat up. “That’s not appropriate, Alex. Focus on the material.” He smiled, stubborn as ever. “I am focused. Just not on the stupid book. Your tits look really good in that shirt, Miss Shine. Do they feel as soft as they look?”