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Dan sat down with a grin curling on his lips as he muttered to himself, “Best lesson I’ve ever taught." Another Book coming soon. More steamy, filthy, forbidden and brutal domination.

He pushes me on top, my torso crushed against the cold wood, my hips raised, offered. “Stay like that,” he said. I feel his fingers dig into the flesh of my buttocks, spreading them roughly. The cool air caresses my exposed sex, and I shiver. —Isadora. She walks closer, her heels clicking on the floor. I turn my head just enough to see her kneeling behind me. His fingers brush my intimate lips, then sink into me without preamble. “She’s always so wet,” she chuckles. What a little whore. Kael grunts in approval. I feel the bed of his fingers on my skin, then something cold and metallic slides against my entrance.

Bella was sure that the IT team would definitely witness this, the most disgusting and embarrassing thing that had ever happened in this world. That evening, Miya was at the hotel with Nicholas. The man sat with his legs crossed perfectly. Miya was so ready because tonight she and Nicholas were going to make love. “Can we do it right away?” Miya asked excitedly. "Drink some wine first, let's enjoy everything slowly." Nicholas smiled again at his future wife. He kept avoiding every time Miya tried to kiss him. Miya, who felt annoyed and impatient, immediately took a sip of the wine, but it didn't take long for Miya to feel that something was wrong with her and then the woman easily collapsed

Still… the idea refused to leave. “So,” Camille said, sliding a glass of wine toward me as she perched on the stool opposite mine. “How are things with Mr. Hot CEO?” I froze mid-sip, but she raised her glass before I could protest. “Wait. First, a toast.” I grinned and lifted my glass. “Alright, what’s the toast?” She cleared her throat dramatically. “To freedom from awful gold-digging men, a full girl-boss glow-up, and better money, better connections, and… better cocks in the future.”

Susan said and burst into laughter, and Nate stood up from the ground, he has decided to pretend like the thing doesn’t get to him, but it really got to him, like the first time she raped him. “How did you feel to have your last super?” Nate asked with a smirk. “What did you mean?” Susan asked with a frown. “I know it was you, it has been long you have my dîck so you can run màd if you didn’t, just take that as a way of helping a physcopath, you can’t get to me no matter how you tried and I took video of us, did you care to look at it? I will show it to your husband and that will be the end of you, you won’t even have the chance to become the first lady, gosh! That’s bad,” Nate said and bend

she moaned as her eyes fluttered shut. She gasped as soon as I tugged the robe open, the cold air tickling against her bare skin. I was right, she had nothing underneath, except a tiny pair of panties. They were dark blue, sexy, and silk. My fingers toyed with the sides, desperate to pull them off, as her fingers reached for my shirt.

No judgment, it just surprises me. I can't help following the movement of her hand as it envelopes mine completely. Oh, God, she has hairy knuckles with long fingernails covered by gray polish. Thankfully, her grip isn't too tight and she releases my hand quickly. This is Sheila. The Sheila. As in the one who was suing Terry for dropping her during wall sex. I've now had my share of wall sex, and I'm less inclined to think dropping someone is funny. So why the fuck am I holding back laughter? It must be the thought that Terry had the Herculean strength to lift her in the first place.

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She imagined his low, gravelly command: Tell me who you belong to in the dark. She imagined his strong hands roaming her young body, calloused fingers teasing her sensitive skin. Ariana bit her lip, stifling a moan as she pictured Mateo's intense gaze boring into hers, dark with barely restrained desire. Her hips bucked against her hand, seeking more friction, more pleasure. In her fantasy, Mateo loomed over her, muscles rippling as he slowly undressed, revealing his mature, virile form inch by tantalizing inch. Ariana's heart raced, pulse pounding between her thighs as she lost herself in the erotic daydream, chasing her rapidly building climax...

He reached around her to grab a bottle of shower gel and she felt its cool thickness rubbed at the puckered skin of her anus. Gabe Peralta was the first—and only—man who'd every taken her there. The first time she'd felt his cock plundering her ass her body automatically resisted. But he was a skilled lover and when he was inside at last, filling the tight channel completely, an icy hot flash of lust surged through her and she'd climaxed almost at once. Now she felt the rush of anticipation, of expectation as his soap-slicked fingers probed her rear entrance. One finger, then two, scissoring to stretch her tissues.