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I descended the last few steps and approached the island. He pulled out a stool for me, his hand hovering near my waist until I was seated. The smell of the arrabbiata was intoxicating, bright, spicy, and rich. "Eat," he said, hovering over me for a second before taking his own seat. "I put extra chili in. I want to see if you can handle the heat, or if you're just as soft as the tabloids say." I took a bite, the spice hitting the back of my throat instantly. It was searing, painful, and incredible. It forced me to be present. It forced me to feel something other than the hollow ache in my ribs.

Every time her fingers grazed him, my stomach twisted with something dark and possessive. Then she took her first bite. Her eyes widened. She coughed once—politely—then harder. Tears sprang to her eyes. She grabbed her water glass, gulping it down, but the heat only spread. Her face turned red, then blotchy. She coughed again,louder this time. Some remnants in her mouth landed on my sweet daddy Ethan. She was choking. Ethan jumped up, concerned. “Claire? Are you okay?” She waved him off, gasping. “Too… spicy… I’m so sorry…”

Thick spit spilled from the corners of my mouth and ran down my neck as I choked around him. He kept pushing deeper until my nose pressed flush against his stomach. I couldn’t breathe. My hands clutched at his thighs but he held me there, grinding and rolling his hips so his cock stayed buried deep in my throat. The thick length pulsed against the tight walls as he groaned loudly above me. “Ahh…yes…” His voice was rough, almost strained. He kept me locked in place, nose against him, cock rolling deep in my throat while I gagged and struggled for air, spit pouring down my chin.

Chelsey He steps closer to me. I hear the click of his expensive leather shoes on the hardwood floor. He moves like a predator cornering his prey. He reaches out and grabs my chin. His fingers dig into the soft skin of my jaw. He forces my head back until my neck is arched and vulnerable. "You've been driving me crazy for weeks," he growls. "Walking past my desk with that sway in your hips. Letting me catch glimpses of your lace when you bend over. Now it's my turn to drive you mad."

He followed a second later, spilling inside me with a low groan. We collapsed together on the desk, breathing hard, sweat dripping down our wet bodies. I felt some liquid touch my cheek. When I looked up, I saw that Mr. Sinclair was now close to me, wet cream shooting from his cap. I brought my tongue out and his sloppy dick slid into my mouth. I licked his cap clean, swallowing his cum. When he was satisfied he stood back, tucking himself back into his slacks. "Well," he said with a chuckle. "That was certainly an interesting way to end the workday."

Right when the movie was about to play, Matthew took another bite of his pizza and replied "7 Candles" A/N: Hi everyone! So I will upload chapters on Mon-Thurs at 10:00PM & Friday at 5:00PM Hawaii Standard time. I'm also writing a new book called "Speak To Me." I will upload chapters for that book on Tuesdays & Thursdays at 8:00PM Hawaii Standard Time. Feel free to check it out, and I also hope you all like it. Thank you for reading and I Hope you all enjoyed this chapter.

Hi! This is Ane Daniels. Please bear with the recent updates I had. Three of the latest chapters (supposed to be 77, 78, 79) had conflicts. I had to deal on editing it out. It may appear that these chapters are doubled. But trust me, the latest one should be new and they have different contents. Chapter 77 is titled "LXXVII. Seize" Chapter 78 is "LXXVIII. Fight Like Riley"

I cocked my head to the right in submission. "Take it." ♾ You've come to the end of this chapter. Thank You for reading Chapter Twenty-Eight| Intensity. Are you ready for the heat? Skip the next chapter. It is mature! Love, Coco

Emma let out a defeated sigh but decided to wear it after not finding any other suitable option. As she stretched her hand back to open her zipper, it hit something firm, followed by a waft of warm breath, sensually caressing the nape of her neck. Fear rushed through her veins, rendering her body motionless. He's here! "Husband and wife don't hide from each other," he whispered, his voice growing huskier as their bodies drew dangerously close. She inhaled sharply, and an enticing blend of his luxurious cologne, laced with a subtle note of alcohol, enveloped her senses.

"But weird, back then you didn't have scent, I thought you were a Beta, but now--" "Wait, you smell my scent?" Cara said. "Of course, even your scent is strong" The man said and Cara quickly ran past him, she realized she hadn't put on her blockers because of the rain. Cara immediately entered the coffee shop and rushed to the crew room. Gemma, seeing Cara's strange behavior, approached her in the crew room. "What's wrong with you? It's raining outside, but you're sweating" Gemma said. "This is bad! That man smells my scent" Cara said.