Novel & Cerita Built For Pleasure

Alexis sat back on her seat and nodded in acceptance. Andrew, immediately, ran after his master Jayden. Andrew called the driver and also called a hotel. The hotel was Jayden's favorite. Though he loved other hotels, but, he visited this hotel more than the others. “I’m going with the Ferrari. You come with the girl.” Jayden said, while pointing at the Ferrari, he entered the car without waiting for the driver and zoomed off.

No mercy. My back arched off the couch. My hands flew to his hair. I gripped the dark strands hard and held him right where I needed him. My hips rocked up to meet his mouth. I couldn’t stop myself. Every nerve in my body felt lit up. Pleasure built heavy and deep. Not the quick, sharp kind that crashes and fades. This was slower. Thicker. The kind that starts low in your belly like a gathering storm and spreads outward until your whole body feels like it’s burning from the inside. He ate me like a man who knew exactly what I liked.

His hand worked faster, conjuring a vivid image of Elena on her knees before him, her mouth hot and willing. He reached for the body gel on the stand, poured some into his palm, and slicked it over his length. The sensation sent pleasure ripping through him. He threw his head back, eyes rolling toward the ceiling. Images played behind his lids, Elena riding him, him driving into her until she broke apart beneath him. Close to the edge, his hand moved vigorously. "Ah, I'm coming, fuck, I'm coming," he groaned, voice loud and raw. He spent himself against the wall and shower glass, pulse after pulse, until his legs shook.

It was a marvel movies and not all of those movies end in a happily ever after. On our way back home, Rue called me on the phone. She wanted to know about Adam's fate, if I had successfully sent him back to wherever he came from, I wanted to do that, but as much as I craved to give into her demands and save my marriage, I couldn't bring myself into stopping my carving desire and I knew that it wasn't going to stop anytime soon....

Although he had fucked her before and it was the best sex he had ever had in his entire life, even to the fact that he still feels it till today. But today's own? It was totally out of this world. It was something that he never thought existed. A pleasure that should never have existed. It was more addictive than any drug at all. He felt like they were being controlled by the pleasure. Every hit, every collision, making them drown more and more...

It truly fuels me for future projects. If you want more: No gods. No chains. Just us. — [Mercy V.]

I can feel the pleasure building, a wave that starts deep within me and radiates outward, consuming every inch of my being. With a final, desperate kiss, Marcus whispers my name, and I let go. The orgasm hits me like a storm, intense and overwhelming. I cling to him, my body trembling as wave after wave of ecstasy washes over me. His own release follows, and we ride the crest of pleasure together, lost in the blissful afterglow.

Built from something terrible. And that was enough.

And I watched with delight when his whole body twitched and pre-cum leaked from the tip and dripped onto the sheets. The beautiful sight before me made my own cock to throb painfully in my pants. "If you say please, I will give you exactly what you want," I informed him. Silence dwelt between us for only a fraction of a minute before he spoke again. "Please," he forced out. A smile curved the corners of my lips at his desperate plea. I dropped the tools. "Good boy," I said and climbed onto the bed behind him to spread his cheeks wide. "Please," he begged.

Grace asked as she leaned closer. “Konstantin is a proud sweet tooth. He hates coffee because it’s bitter so he adds a lot of sugar but he takes it because it’s a pleasurable pain. He has a weak spot for animals especially cats but he can’t keep them because he is barely at home to take care of it; he loves children, his intelligent and funny when he wants to be and I think he doesn’t have any friends outside his family. Konstantin is cold on the outside but inside his as soft and sweet like tiny round pancakes and I find it cute.” Ebony confessed as Grace grinned and looked at her Ebony.