Novel & Cerita Can't Get Enough Of You Chapter 1

“Oh yes, fill me up, my prince! Fill this fucking pussy!” He thrust upward, feral, relentless. “Oh, Emma… I’ll never get enough of you.” Half an hour later, he carried me to the bed—his bed. The one meant for her. This time, he slowed down, making love to me, kissing me deeply as my legs wrapped around his waist. Alaric worshipped my body until dawn. I fell asleep sore, happy, and completely sated. It was the perfect revenge. [Author here😊 Please I need your reviews on the book. Good or bad I need them all!!]

I stared at him. “I hate you.” “And yet,” he said lightly, “you’re still here. Being my friend.” That shut me up faster than it should’ve. I opened it again, slowly, like I was walking into a bad decision I could still back out of but was choosing not to. “Chapter one,” I started flatly. “Please. I cant. Her breath caught as his fingers skimmed the edge of her corset—” He made a sound. Not quite a laugh. More like satisfaction.

Naya pressed trembling fingers to her lips, still swollen from his kisses. Heat throbbed through her, restless, aching. She paced the room, the wine glass still half full, the chips scattered across the table. She cursed softly. He had lit a fire in her and then walked out with it still burning. She sat on the couch, pulling the blanket around her, her body still humming with need. And for the first time, she let herself give in to it. The apartment felt hollow without him. The wine sat untouched, the chips forgotten, but her body was still on fire.

"The book is almost done. But the final chapter... it is still unfinished. It needs the darkest part. It needs your total surrender. No holding back. No limits. Are you ready to give me everything?" My heart raced. I had come so far already. The fear was still there, but the pull toward him was stronger. "Yes," I whispered. "I am ready." He smiled slowly, dark and satisfied. "Good girl. This will be the climax. I will narrate it as we go. Every touch, every moan goes into the book. You are my muse. My everything." He started by undressing me right there in the study. His hands moved slow, peeling off my clothes piece by piece. He kissed my neck, my shoulders, my breasts, taking his time to s

“You’re willing to fulfill my hunger.” xxx Please leave a comment and let me know what you think about this chapter guys! Much Love, Kathy

She has never seen a guy as good looking as him,she always thought Gray is the most good looking guy she has ever seen but Arusha proved her wrong. She had gave him a middle finger cause she really wanted to fuck him. She couldn't believe she felt butterflies in her stomach when he looked into her eyes. He's attracted to her of course,every guy wants her. She can have him if she wants cause she's so sure no one can resist her beauty, guys always fall at her feet. But she hadn't caught him stealing glances at her like other guys do, he had concentrated on his laptop. Maybe he had steal glances when she wasn't looking.

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He said, “I wouldn’t even want to delay it!” I bit his palm and he screamed, his hand flying away from my face, “What is wrong with you, lady? Didn’t you want to get away?” “NOT LIKE THIS YOU DUMB FUCK!” “Ah, you’re feisty too.” He chuckled like a maniac and continued to drag me with him, “I like it! You and I are going to see the world, my lovely Lilith. And you will fall in love with me.” “Can I read your psych eval?” I snapped at him, still struggling out of his grasp.

My teeth capture my bottom lip almost painfully as Nathan's hands make a slow descent towards my throbbing erection. "On the bed, on your back," he says firmly and I quickly hop onto the comfy quilt. Nathan crawls up the bed until his hot body is hovering over mine. "Are you sure you want this?" He asks and I almost knee him in the balls. Of course I want this! I've waited long enough for him to finally get this far with me so I'm not going to throw away this opportunity.

To hold it in my hands like treasure, knowing it was mine. The fantasy unfolded without my permission: the two of us on a couch, mugs of coffee cooling between us. I’d say something small, something clever, and he’d pause—just for a second before that sound would burst out of him again. His shoulders would shake, his lips would curve, and I’d feel it not just in my ears but in my bones. I pressed my palm to the railing, grounding myself, because the desire was too sharp, too alive. Another laugh. Brighter this time, sharper. My pulse jumped, and suddenly I was restless, my whole body alight with energy I didn’t know how to hold.