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It was not like she and Raj had ever really shared a great passion, certainly not like the attractions that she read about in her multitude of racy erotic romances on the e-reader that had been his final gift to her for Valentine's Day. Of course, Kirsty had never really experienced that type of passion or even witnessed it first hand. Her parents, their friends and even her own were all in relationships based upon shared values, interests and companionship. Certainly not the wild and tumultuous sexual attractions portrayed in her books about ménages and BDSM. The very idea of that level of need and surrender was both intensely attractive and petrifying to Kirsty.

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"Awww. Marie your kiss feels so sure. It makes me melt under your sweet delicious care." Amme joined on my other side. Her passionate energy showed in how eagerly she kissed down my neck. "You served us so well Sasha. Running those secret errands. Holding our notes. Supporting us through every stressful night. Now we reward your devotion." Cami touched my thigh lightly. Her quiet observation made every caress feel intentional. "Tell us how it feels to be here Sasha. Express everything you are experiencing." I whispered breathlessly. "It feels like the perfect end to the term. Awww. Your hands on my skin are sending sparks through me. Ohhhh. I’ve wanted this for so long, please use me as you

It was scorching like a flame and if auras could be tasted, hers would definitely be bitter. I shuddered, walking over to the first aisle to check it out. The first book that caught my attention was Blood, Pawns and Obsession. It was a dark romance by Rylie Martin. I had one of my projects on hold because I wanted to read this book and get into the head of the psychotic male lead, so I would understand him better and be able to execute my plotline to my taste. The grin on my face unconsciously widened, and I brought the book to my nose, sniffing it in.

“I bet you’ve never let yourself just… enjoy something, have you? Not like this.” Her fingers twitch against the textbook, knuckles white. “Chris—” “Shh.” I press my lips to the spot just below her ear, feeling the way her breath stutters. “No thinking. Just tell me yes or no.” My hand drifts higher, slow, giving her time to stop me. She doesn’t. The denim under my palm grows warmer, the muscle in her thigh tensing as my fingers graze the inward curve, just shy of where her legs meet. “I could make you feel so good, Emily. All you have to do is let me.”

He slowly led the way to the big couch, his eyes going from my boobs to the red g-string I had on. "I know you always get lost in those books of yours, don't think I haven't seen the kind of things you read.." he paused, my cheeks flushed as he made me sit on the couch. He got down on one knee in front of me, his hand still around my waist. "And I know your little head has cooked up fantasies.. fantasies of what you want to experience, of what what you want me to do to you." He paused and lowered his head to my drenched panties, taking a long, seductive whiff.

—I raised a red hard cover book I was with— “that are crazily interesting. The stakes are absolutely ridiculous but honestly I have to fuel the delusional antics because I picked them up. And I'm sure you’re tired of hearing me talk about them already.” She nuzzled my hands. “Let me tell you a secret.” I leaned down to her attentive ears, glancing around momentarily before whispering. “I don’t think your owner is a very good liar.” Roxy jolted back. But then licked my cheek. I drew back giggling while I pet her head again. “But you like him anyways.” She barked. “Of course you do. Doesn't explain his tastes in books though, who would have thought that a man of his stature would like reading

Her internal muscles clamped around him in shock, pulsing with the sudden intrusion. Dax started to fuck her with a raw, animalistic rhythm. He was relentless, his hips snapping forward with a power that made Courtney’s teeth rattle. Every time his pelvis hit her ass, it made a wet, slapping sound that was hidden only by the steady drone of the audiobook. The desk creaked and groaned under their weight. The wood groaned and shifted, sliding a fraction of an inch across the tile floor with every heavy lunge. Dax wasn't being nice; he was lunging into her, his hands gripping her hair to pull her head back so he could see her face.

He laid me down like I was something precious and breakable, even though we’d just proven I wasn’t. Steve knelt between my legs again, softer this time, licking me clean with slow, reverent strokes while Emmanuel stroked my hair and Noah kissed my temple. “You’re fucking perfect.” Steve lifted his head just long enough to grin. “My phone buzzed again on the table. Christopher. Again. I reached over, thumbed it silent without looking, then dropped it face down. “Why have one man,” I whispered, pulling them closer, “when you can have three?” They answered by kissing every inch of skin they could reach.

That small sound from Calista made me feel hot for no reason, it wasn't even a physical touch. “This is a marriage of convenience. So do not expect fancy dates or sweet nothings. I do not indulge in useless romantic activities.” I needed to set out boundaries clearly, for both our good. Calista's eyes narrowed to slits. “Of course. How could I forget when you made it very clear, Romano” she threw me a small tight smile that didn't reach her eyes. She had fire in her. And I shouldn't have liked that as much as I did.