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Hello my beautiful readers! For those of you that don't know, my books are considered ‘steamy’. This means that they will be filled with lots of detailed steamy scenes. Specifically, this book may have lots of sėx scenes, some bdšm, violence, kīdnapping, profane language, the whole nine yards, so if you don’t feel comfortable with that, please skip those chapters or the book altogether. This will be your only warning. For those of you that haven't read my books before, they are known to get wild and more times than not end in a cliffhanger. You've been warned!

Also do check out my other books, all are COMPLETED: First Sokolov Brothers book: Bride To Be; My Boss Is My Tormentor; CAGED- A Dark Billionaire Captîve Romance; His Broken Princess; His Steel Princess.

Well, I won’t let it work. “Ahh, much better. Has anyone ever told you that your thighs are quite comfy or that I’d love to suffocate between them?” Aidan winked, flashing that stupid, charming smile. “Knock it off.” I rolled my eyes and smacked his face with the book. “No need for violence unless that’s your kink, leannan.” Aidan teased. “I have a question. Does your father know you read smut?" He asked. "Now, if you want me to learn from these books…” He tapped the book in my hands. “You’ll have to read them to me.”

Her pussy clenched on nothing, leaking more wetness down her thighs. Professor Kane pulled out of her mouth with a wet pop. He stroked himself fast, aiming at her open lips. “I’m close.” Sara kept her mouth open and tongue out, looking up at him. A few more strokes and he came with a deep groan. Thick ropes of cum landed on her tongue and across her lips. Some dripped down to her chin. The taste was bitter and salty, but she swallowed what landed in her mouth, then licked her lips clean.

The paper fell away, revealing an old leather-bound volume, its cover embossed with faded gold lettering in a language that looked like a mix of Latin and something far older. “Tah — Rituals of the Eternal Flame and Flesh.” A sex god. Not just any fertility deity — a lost god of desire, ecstasy, and carnal dominion. The dealer’s notes had been vague, but the title alone sent heat rushing through me. I opened the book carefully. The pages were thick vellum, illuminated with intricate drawings of a towering male figure with glowing eyes, surrounded by writhing bodies in states of rapturous abandon. As I turned the first page, a faint warmth spread through the room. The watching feeling returne

When he rolled off me he laughed and said, "That was okay, right? Not every girl makes a big deal out of her first time." I hated how wet that memory still made me. I should have felt angry, used, worthless. Instead my pussy kept throbbing, begging for something more. Something real. Something that would break me and put me back together. That was why I started searching online late at night. BDSM. Domination. Submission. The words alone made my nipples hard. I read stories about girls who got tied up, spanked until they cried, then fucked so deep they screamed. Men who knew how to take control. Men who made you feel like their favorite toy and their most precious slut at the same time. I wa

A smile that had the Smith women swooning and had Claire rolling her eyes with disinterest. "I read when I get time" Only thing I read was fire manuals and a daily magazine on how to grill your meat right. Nothing more. "Really? Well I guess we have our man. How about you start us off Mr Cutler?" Claire challenged. I looked at the book's cover. Shameless they called it. More like trying to write porn on pages if anyone asked me. I had frisked the pages. Roughly and every page had a sex scene about the female lead getting stretched and filled with—

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We both got excited by that and knew we'd both have fun doing it again that night. Over the next few weeks we memorized that magazine and shared the books. Old 70's smut fiction wasn't very good but to innocent teens it was the most exciting thing ever. We'd had a few sleepovers and she'd bring the magazine with her and we'd swap the books back and forth. By this time we'd given up being shy and would openly play with our nipples through our tops as we read and talked about "would you?" situations. I was thrilled doing this with her watching and doing it too. (to this day I love mutual masturbation without touching each other, just watching and being watched and talking about it!) The next w

Her back arched, pushing more of her tit into my mouth, and I could feel the tremor run through her body, her pussy clenching emptily against the sheets. "Damon, please," she gasped, her hands threading through my hair, nails scraping my scalp in a way that sent tingles straight to my cock. I continued lower, trailing wet, open-mouthed kisses down her stomach, feeling the muscles quiver under my lips. Settling between her thighs, I spread her legs wide, exposing her glistening pussy—swollen lips parted, clit peeking out like a pink pearl, her hole weeping arousal that trickled down to her ass. The sight made my mouth water, and I dove in, my tongue dragging through her folds in a long, flat