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I say hiding the book behind me. "Okay now, I obviously have to know." He says with a smirk. "It's nothing," I say smiling. "Oh it's something. Oh my God it's Porn?" He says flat out laughing now. "No it's not, I say. It's a romance novel with occasional sex scenes." I say explaining. He reaches out and collects the book from hand. "It's say erotica right here, so it's obviously porn." He says laughing. "Okay maybe it's an erotic romance book." I say with a blush creeping up my neck.

“Fuck it! I love your cock!” It was too late to take it back because she could see the hurt clearly written on Ariel’s face. Her breathe caught in her throat when Noel pulled at her hair aggressively as he pounded into her. Lorna cried out in pain and pleasure as she and Noel reached climax. AUTHOR NOTE It is a very unique experience to create a story very dear to my heart and get to share it with you! This is my first time writing a smut book so I want as much as possible keep it long like my other books. I still think I am doing a great job as a first timer. I hope it was fun reading this short book just as it was fun for me while writing.

Tous les Mêmes by Stormae TRIGGER WARNING: This book contains, SA, r*pe, abuse, violence, gore, explicit sexual content/smut, drug use. profanity, trauma and toxic masculinity. This is a mafia romance, with a pinch of humor here and there. This book is not meant to be standalone. This is a mafia book that may contain a lot of fluff for entertainment purposes. You've been warned. Enjoy. ;) Oh! And also, feel free to leave your thoughts in the comment/reviews.

A hugе ѕmіlе ѕtrеtсhеd оvеr his fасе аnd bеfоrе I hаd the сhаnсе tо hіt thе hоmе buttоn, he had thе Kіndlе уаnkеd оut of hand and began rеаdіng whаt wаѕ оn ѕсrееn. “Nоw I know why уоu ѕmіlе so muсh when уоu’rе rеаdіng. Gоd, іt’ѕ making mе hоt, уоu fіlthу porn rеаdіng girl.” “It’s nоt роrn, іt’ѕ еrоtісіѕm.” “Do you want tо rеаd about іt? Or dо you wаnt me to show уоu juѕt how muсh better I am than аnу bооk you’ll read?”

It looked like something that should be hidden behind locked glass in a questionable bookstore aisle. I flipped it open anyway, because apparently I had no survival instincts left. "Please.. I cant-" I paused. Read it again. Then slowly looked up at him. “…I’m not reading this.” His eyebrow lifted. “You promised.” “This is not a book. This is—this is literal smut disguised as literature.” “Exactly,” he said, way too calm. I smacked the book against his arm. “Pervert.” “Reader,” he corrected immediately, like that was important. Then leaned back like he had all the time in the world. “Come on. We had a deal.” I stared at him.

Readers should be aware of explicit sexual content, themes of power imbalance, graphic depictions of BDSM, intense physical and psychological humiliation, non-consensual undertones in a fantasy context, extreme kink practices including fisting, cock torture, edging, sounding, electro-stimulation, watersports, and double penetration, strong language, potential triggers related to authority figures, public exposure scenarios, and emotional distress, as well as the presence of dark, taboo elements that may not suit all audiences. Part 1

He leaned down, lips brushing my ear. "I've been reading a lot of adult books... Smut... my research tells me women love the things men do to them there. Can I try something out? I've been learning about how to pleasure you for so long. Reading helps me imagine you... p**n videos don't do that for me." What the hell were smut and p**n? I swallowed tightly, heart hammering, thighs pressing together uselessly around nothing. "Yes," I whispered, voice already wrecked. "Do whatever you want to me." My thighs trembled and parted invitingly. A dark, satisfied smile curved his lips.

His hands slid under my hoodie, grabbing my breasts through my bra, squeezing them roughly. “Damian… please… someone will see us…” I gasped, trying to push him away. “Let them,” he smirked, sliding his hands under my bra to pinch my nipples. I bit down on my lip to keep from moaning out loud. My pussy throbbed, my panties drenched with shameful desire. “You’re such a dirty little slut,” he whispered in my ear, rubbing his hard cock against my stomach. “Look how wet you are just from me touching you.”

‎Damon kept thrusting his thick and huge cock faster and deeper into my wet pussy to the point where I couldn't catch my breath between pumps. ‎He's such a good fucker... ‎**Author's Message** ‎Keep reading, I have more juicy, steamy stories for you that're going to make you get wet and horny🥵 Please drop your honest review on this chapter cause it would mean a lot to me. ‎Thanks 💯 ‎

🔞Warning🔞: This chapter contains EXPLICIT smuts. Readers, please read at your own discretion. If you are not comfortable with this, just skip the entire chapter. ******* The position they were in reminded Sean of the same thing not so long ago — the moment of sweet punishment. He remembered wanting nothing more than to hit and kick Oswin for daring to invade his private part, but now, in this exact position, he wanted to beg Oswin to do that again. He knew he was uncharacteristically shameless, but not only the heart but also the body wanted what it wanted.