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Damien sat at his desk, a video call open on his computer screen. On the other end, Selene was completely naked. She had her legs spread wide with no shame whatsoever, her fingers pumping rapidly in and out of her dripping pussy, slick sounds filling the room. She moaned at the screen: "Alpha, you scared me so bad yelling at me on the phone… but I want you so much right now. Does that big cock of yours miss me?" Damien sat there stone-faced, but his fly was already undone, his thick, veined cock standing fully erect.

The days after the brutal encounter between Elara, Damien and his friends at her old apartment were some of the hardest she had ever faced. She moved through life like a shadow — filming long solo vlogs in the penthouse, smiling for the camera while talking about gratitude, resilience, and love. These videos continued to perform well. Her follower count had crossed 3 million on both T****k an I*******m. The world saw a beautiful, successful and devoted woman. No one saw the broken girl behind the lens.

“what’s wrong with Damon, he’s hot.” “he’s a walking red flag.” Eva pointed out. “Says the woman who I bet cums to the visual image of a surgical procedure.” Charlie stuck out her tongue at her. “righhhhht.” I drawled. “she needs a therapist.” “or a real man.” Sana added. “we can’t all find Jay Riggs of our owns, you know.” Eva said. “Or Sinclair Donovan-Wells of our own.” Charlie drained the remaining contents of her glass and reached for the bottle again.

"Jesus Christ, Cameron Pierce! What the hell happened to you?" "Fucking A, Rachel. Have some tact!" Piper popped up. She was the oldest of the group-although, only by a couple of years. I envied her. Everything about her screamed perfection, but she was completely immune to it. "Would you two shut up? Check out the man candy. Who the hell is this, Cam?" Charlotte, better known to us as Charlie, was as lesbian as the day was long, but she appreciated the male form as much as the rest of us. All four girls turned to Dax, who stood at their acknowledgment.

people—refined people—drinking in the sight of Dami De Santis making passionate love to his wife! "That is the difference," he husked when he eventually set her mouth free. But Charley shook her head. "You’re a taker, Dami," she whispered unsteadily. If I let you, you’ll just keep on taking and taking until there’s nothing of me left. You were cruel that night, you know? She threw her clenched, shaking fist at his chest. "And you did it deliberately." You believe a quick note left propped up against the kettle was going to put that right?

I was an addict in need of one person—Charli. Now that I'd seen her, touched her, and heard her voice—and moans—I'd do anything within my power to have more. In the few short hours since Deloris's bombshell, Charli had me acting out of character. Never did I leave the office in the middle of the day. Never did I cancel meetings for personal reasons. And never did I travel without Isaac.

Warning: Explicit sexual content, group sex, extremely rough sex, BDSM elements, consensual intense experience. 18+ only. All characters are adults. "OH GOD! OH FUCK! DAMIEN!" Serah's scream echoed through the penthouse suite, raw and primal, as Damien's massive cock hit a spot inside her that shouldn't exist.....a depth that defied anatomy, a place that made her see actual stars bursting behind her clenched eyelids.

Stars exploded behind her eyes as pleasure mixed with the soreness. “Fucking hell! Oh my God, I’m seeing stars!” she screamed, her back arching on the counter. “It’s too much! My pussy is so sore but I can’t stop shaking!” “That’s my good girl,” Damon growled between licks, his tongue flicking fast over her clit. “Shake for Daddy. Let me feel how sensitive you are after I ruined you last night. This cunt belongs to me even when it’s sore.” Elena’s legs shook violently. Fresh juices leaked from her as he ate her out with raw hunger. “Please, Daddy… I’m going to cum so fast! Your mouth is making me crazy!”

A list of songs that go through my head when writing this book Dandelions by Ruth B What do you mean by Justin Beiber Can you hold me by NF ft Britt Nicole Time by NF That way by Tate McRae Six feet under by Billie Eillish Hurt you by The weekend ft Gesaffelstein I hate you, I love you by Olivia O’Brien ft Gnash Euphoria by Jungkook of BTS Love song by Rihanna ft Future We don’t talk anymore by Charlie Puth ft Selena Gomez

My priest. Finally, when my ass burned red and I was softly sobbing (contently I might add), Father Michaels stopped, removed the clothespin from my clit, and pulled me into his arms. He sat on the floor, leaning against the desk, holding me, caressing my naked body, and stroking my hair. He kissed my forehead and closed his eyes as he pulled me against his chest. I was still wet and yearning to have his cock inside me, but I knew that wasn’t within my control. He was the one who would decide when and if I was rewarded. I gently kissed his neck as he stroked my hair. “The Demon Lust is a beautiful creature disguised as a woman,” he whispered with a small smile on his lips. I smiled. “Well t