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Christian shrugged, "Fine then. Maybe I could just forward another set of photo to your beloved husband. Like the ones in your closet." Michelle went livid, "So it was you!" The Casanova said nothing but approached her slowly until they were barely inches away from each other. He then ran his fingertip on her exposed cleavage, "I know you miss me, Michelle. Your body can't deny it." Michelle was breathing heavily. God save her from this man. Yes, Malcolm was good in bed but he couldn't be compared to Christian. The guy was a maniac when it came to sex. He knew just the right buttons to press. "Stop it, Christian. Please."

My face falls, and my hands by my side physically start trembling. Fuck, why do I feel so disappointed? It's true that I don't get rejected a lot of times. I don't think it's even happened once in the past. No matter how straight the man is, they end up wanting me. Most of them like to believe I'm some kind of devil snare that's lured good straight men like themselves into my trap. The truth is, they're all just weak. But Christian isn't. And fuck if that doesn't make my already rock hard dick even harder.

one of the men who holds a very respectable position in the society and rich beyond belief is praising Christian. The man in the lime light is sipping his drink of choice while relaxing inside the pool. He is not indulging in any of the women around him. He has specific tastes and these women don't match his taste. "I am glad that I could entertain you" Christian said off-handedly. The other man laughed with mirth. "Despite this irresistible party, why am I always finding you alone? You rarely indulge in women. But when you find the right one, you will not stop until she is dead or impaired" he laughed as if this is a joke.

We stayed like that for some minute, before he stood up, picked up his pants and took out his phone. "He'll be back in twenty" I hate how he speaks like a robot sometimes. But then he has a dick that compensated me for all his wrong doing. I was spent, but seeing him naked like this in front of me was making me hard again. I stood up, picked up my clothing and headed straight for my room. "He has two more group reading things this week." I was just a step outside Cole's door when I heard it. I paused. But continued walking without looking back.

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But right now, right here, watching him work out, the sweat dripping down his abs, god it hurt my pussy so bad I had to close my legs tighter. “Are you okay?” The sweet innocent man came to me as I lost position. As quickly as a fat pregnant woman can, I sat up and got on my feet, rushing to the water bottle, telling him I was fine. Damn, sometimes life is just so hard. I gulped down the water, then sat on the bench as I watched him do pushups. Damn, now I was regretting allowing him to be without a shirt as that didn't make my life easy. Christian, 25 and five years younger than my husband, was my husband's brother, smart, funny, hot and goddammit, sexy. He had that sex appeal that, with pr

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At least, not yet. He pulled into his drive, pushing the garage door opener as he did. The garage was empty. It would be an interesting night. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ When Faith arrived, she found Selby in the fireplace room with a mug of Earl Grey and a Terry Brooks' novel. He stretched out lengthwise, feet aimed at the cold hearth, ankles crisscrossed. He closed the book, using his index finger as a bookmark and smiled up at her as she entered the room.

Elizabeth’s POV I had finally reached out to Christian through one of his ever-faithful workers, the same ones he kept sending to deliver gifts I hadn’t asked for. A few days ago, he sent me fifty pre-release books. Romance novels, of course. Top-notch titles that weren’t supposed to hit shelves for months, yet somehow Christian had gotten them early. I’d binged through almost every single one. They gave me a peace I hadn’t felt in weeks, curling up in their stories, forgetting my own. But what unsettled me more was how he knew exactly the kind of books I loved. That man noticed everything, even the details I thought no one else did.

Christian steps closer, guiding the head of his cock to the underside of my cleavage before sliding it up into the tight channel between my breasts. “Wow,” I breathe, mesmerized as his thick cock slides in and out, glistening with our combined wetness. He groans, fucking my cleavage. “Have you never done this before?” “No,” I pant. “I haven’t.” “Then your husband must be a boring man in bed.” “Shut the fuck up!” Isaac snarls from the chair. Christian smirks, his pace quickening. Precum beads at the tip of his cock, streaking slickly over my skin.