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he interrupted. “Stop following me Jax,” I commanded establishing my authority changing the conversation because at the end of the day he was just a massive fan of mine. “No, I want recommendations on books, preferably the slow burns with two people trying to fight their connection when they were soulmates from the moment they met but they were blind.” I know what he was doing. He was trying to describe our romance but ours was a tragedy, not a romance in my books anyway. I huffed annoyed and played his game, by saying “I would recommend Birthday Girl by Penelo-“

"Mom, I think that sounds good. While Dad is at work, we could sneak off to my room or maybe squeeze in a quickie in the laundry room while he watches TV. As Jake fantasizes about all the possibilities, his voice becomes a low, raspy whisper and his eyes grow dark with want. As his thumb brushes against her nipple, his hand rises to cup her breast. "The thought of getting caught just adds to the excitement, don't you think?" As his other hand went down to firmly clasp her ass, he nibbles at her bottom lip. As her body eagerly responds to Jake's touch, Jannis chills at his daring proposals. As he caresses her breast, she ejaculates a gentle groan and pulls away from the kiss. "Certainly, my d

He slowly led the way to the big couch, his eyes going from my boobs to the red g-string I had on. "I know you always get lost in those books of yours, don't think I haven't seen the kind of things you read.." he paused, my cheeks flushed as he made me sit on the couch. He got down on one knee in front of me, his hand still around my waist. "And I know your little head has cooked up fantasies.. fantasies of what you want to experience, of what what you want me to do to you." He paused and lowered his head to my drenched panties, taking a long, seductive whiff.

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I grabbed my purse and headed out the door, turning back for my book on the kitchen counter; reading books will forever be my first love. At The Tasty Place Diner I found what might be my new inspiration. He was tall, almost roughed, not too soft. I don’t know what to make of what happened. “Mr. Blackwood,” he had signed my book; who was he? He was light skinned. I usually like men a shade closer to purple. His chest was broad, too broad. Usually my men are slimmer. He had lazy eyes that looked intense just when he needed them to be. Bedroom McDreamy eyes... And he smiled like a humming bird, glorious and slick.

I whispered back, biting my lip as his intense green eyes locked onto mine. He smirked dangerously. “No promises, Mrs. Harrington. You’re playing with fire.” I turned around just as Richard’s footsteps reached the hallway, my body still buzzing from Jax’s filthy words. I smoothed my damp hair back and stepped out of the bedroom doorway with what I hoped was a surprised but innocent smile. Richard was already halfway down the hall in his crisp suit, briefcase in hand, looking every bit the distinguished senator. “Darling? You’re home early,” I said sweetly, walking toward him. My voice didn’t waver, even though Jax’s presence in the closet behind me made my pussy clench with filthy excitement

Worth every second of anticipation, every risk of this seedy no-tell motel off the highway. She dropped to her knees on the scratchy carpet, the fibers rough against her skin, inhaling his musky scent—clean sweat and raw masculinity—that hit her like a drug. Hands trembling slightly, Jane wrapped both around the base, her fingers barely meeting, the heat of it searing her palms. She leaned in, tongue flicking the slit, tasting salty pre-cum that beaded anew instantly. Darius groaned low, a rumble from his chest, threading fingers into her hair—not pulling, just holding, patient. "Take your time, baby. Gonna stretch that pussy good." His voice was gravel, sending shivers down her spine, her n

I heard footsteps and it was coming closer. “Sister Raven?” The voice is gentle, sleepy and laced with concern. It’s Sister Miriam, the youngest novice, her cell just two doors down. “Are you alright? I heard…” I freeze against the wall, heart hammering so loud I’m sure she can hear it through the plaster. My shift clings to my damp skin, nipples tight, peaks scraping the fabric with every shallow breath. Between my thighs the slick heat pulses in time with the scar on my belly, that cursed little crescent that never lets me forget how alive this body still is. His text from last night keeps looping: ‘ruin… holy little cunt… forget how to pray.’ Each syllable drips lower, coating my folds un

Riley’s eyes locked on mine calmly, almost enchanting and she simply spread her legs wider. I crawled into the center of the circle on shaking hands and knees. The carpet was sticky under my palms. Riley leaned back on her elbows, watching me the entire time. Her lacy black panties were already dark and soaked through at the center. I could smell her before I even touched her, sweet musk mixed with the faint scent of the oil still glistening on her skin. “Pull them aside,” she said softly, almost kindly. “Don’t make me wait.” My fingers trembled as I hooked the soaked fabric and dragged it to the side. Her pussy was completely shaved, smooth and flushed, the lips already parted and shiny. A

Confusion filled me, but I nodded. “Good.” She smiled. “then as soon as you're able enough, contact whoever it is so can leave.” I blinked in surprise. “Don't get me wrong, It's not everyday you see a shirtless random man in your room. I did enjoy the view.” She rushed out and shrugged, “but you're CLEARLY dangerous and whatever you're involved in, I want no part of it. It's already bad enough, having you in my home when I don't know who you are or what kind of crooked things you're into, but this is the extent of my kindness. I already have enough problems than to worry about a crooked criminal.”