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God, he’s so damn sexy sitting there with that intense look in his eyes, like he wants to fuck and claim every damn inch of my body. My legs are shaky, but I manage to scramble up onto his desk. Sitting before him with my knees spread wide makes me feel so damn powerful. I can’t help but want to tease this strong alpha. Knowing that I’m the one keeping him this tense and on edge, the one making him have that hungry look in his eyes, and the one keeping that giant dick in his heart is downright intoxicating.

Somewhere in the villa, in the security room, Zade was watching that. The thought made me feel powerful. Desired. I opened the book and started reading. The novel was well-written, the kind that didn't shy away from explicit content but wove it into an actual story. A romance between a woman and her bodyguard—how apropos—with plenty of tension and heat. I read through the setup, the growing attraction, the charged moments. Then I hit the first sex scene. And despite having spent last night being thoroughly ravished, despite my body still carrying the evidence of Zade's passion—I felt my arousal building as I read.

Warning: This chapter contains an explicit sex scene. ~*~ I stiffened at his grip as I waited in anticipation. Every ounce of self-restraint and fear that were holding me back vanished in thin air, and all I had now was passion and desire. As the tension thickened and my hands began to quiver, I closed the gap between us, crashing my lips to him, and finally let myself melted in his arms. His soft lips moved in sync with mine, gently pressing me further to him to deepen the kiss. His hand ran along my back, as I wrapped my arms around his neck, twirling some of his brown locks around my finger. When he bit my bottom lip, I muffled a moan as I heard him chuckle. I raked my hand through his ha

------------------------------------------ TRIGGER WARNING This book contains scenes of torture, raw erotic content, and SUBTLE references to pedophilia (Chapter 1). This is not your typical romance novel. It dives deep into themes of WAR, LUST, DARK OBSESSIONS, EXPLICIT S3X SCENES AND GRUESOME MURDERS. This book is slow paced. It is a slow burn. If you’re here solely for the steamy scenes, then you're gonna have to wait till chapter 25.

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.

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Heat rushed between her legs, and she felt her pussy start to get wet. Professor Kane began the lecture right on time. His voice was steady and professional as he talked about symbolism in the assigned reading. Sara tried to focus, but her eyes kept drifting to his hands. Those same hands that had gripped her thighs and pushed his fingers deep inside her. She squeezed her legs together under the desk. The pressure only made it worse. Her clit throbbed, and fresh slickness coated her panties. Within minutes, she was soaked. The fabric stuck to her swollen lips, and every small movement sent a jolt of need through her.

It has floor-to-ceiling shelves filled with books. I scoot closer, plucking one of the books from the shelves and scanning through it. Apparently, it’s an erotic book, given the naughty image of two ladies on their knees as they simultaneously blow a man’s cock, their hands bound tightly at their backs. It’s titled ‘A Dom’s Way Of Spitroasting The Subs.” I turn the pages, and each chapter is transcribed into x-rated images. My pussy quivers when I see the image of the two sluts turned upside down on an inversion table while the Dom treats them with his cock.

I’ve never read about sex. Not in this much detail, anyway. I had to reread the first sex scene four times—just to make sure I remembered every last word. Sex sounds… incredible. If it’s anything like the way it’s described in this book—being filled by a massive cock, the overwhelming sensation of it hitting a deep, secret spot, orgasm rising in waves until it crashes over you like a tide... A sudden snort pulls me from the page. I glance over my book. Aiden’s watching me, barely hiding a smirk.