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“She feeds on cracks.” Serena met his eyes, her chest tightening. “Maybe she doesn’t have to try very hard.” His gaze darkened, his fingers sliding to the back of her neck, drawing her close enough that her pulse stuttered. “Careful,” he murmured, his breath warm against her skin. “You’re starting to sound like you don’t know if you want to kiss me… or slap me.” Her lips parted, her words lost somewhere between defiance and desire. And then, just as suddenly, he stepped back, the warmth severed.

Hell yes, we are. This book is your permission slip to stop overthinking. Forget logic. Forget consequences. Forget whether the logistics of that position actually make sense on a moving motorcycle. (Spoiler: they don’t. But we’re doing it anyway.) Let go. These novellas are built for pleasure. Yours. Whether you’re here for the slow burn or the instant heat, the enemies-to-lovers bickering or the sweet surrender, there’s something inside these pages to curl your toes and leave your pulse a little faster than it was before.

I asked and boldly asked her about her work. "What do you mean 'no more'? What was happening there, by the way?" She curiously asked, and I grunted. "Ugh! I am not really satisfied. I mean... There should be more than just them kissing, right? This one is an adult romance book, isn't it? Where's the spice? And look at this. The word count for this chapter didn't reach your average count. It is way shorter than the rest, Oj. You should do something more with this scene." I explained with a bit of frustration, and she looked at me with her right eyebrow raised.

It was as if her imaginations were real that she forgot reality in itself. She imagined laying on the bed and Henry laying slowly on her. He kissed her passionately on the lips as she who was so lost in pleasure wrapped her hands around his neck. He then proceeded to her neck. As if studying her neck,he used his fingertips to trace her neck which sent chills all over her body. He was doing the unthinkable to her in her head. She bit her lips so as not to let out a moan until he used the tip of his tongue to trace the back of her ear and licking the outline of her ear. She couldn't resist the magical things he was doing to her as she let out a moan. He ran his fingers through her face and com

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“Taste how much you want this.” Damian chokes on a groan as the redhead pulls back, her lips wet and swollen, her eyes gleaming with challenge. She stands in one fluid motion, her robe slipping from her shoulders to pool at her feet. Her body is small with soft curves, She has small, perky breasts, a flat stomach, and the dark patch of hair between her legs already glistening. “Pathetic,” she taunts, her fingers trailing up his thigh before gripping his cock again, stroking him with slow, maddening precision.

” I run my tongue along the lacey edge of her panties, a few inches below her belly button. “You’re thinking I couldn’t possibly read smut, and you’re trying to judge yourself against all the super sexy book boyfriends out there. The thing about books is that they give people something to fantasize over. Something they might not want in real life, and that’s what makes it sexy. It’s something to take yourself out of your existential, boring, mundane world for a while and put you somewhere else. Well, I do read romance. I even read erotica. That being said, it’s not real, and I don’t expect it to be. You’re real, and I want to enjoy this. With you. I have no high standards to measure you agai

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he interrupted. “Stop following me Jax,” I commanded establishing my authority changing the conversation because at the end of the day he was just a massive fan of mine. “No, I want recommendations on books, preferably the slow burns with two people trying to fight their connection when they were soulmates from the moment they met but they were blind.” I know what he was doing. He was trying to describe our romance but ours was a tragedy, not a romance in my books anyway. I huffed annoyed and played his game, by saying “I would recommend Birthday Girl by Penelo-“