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Breathless. And already craving more.

He kisses me like he’s been starving for months and I’m the only thing that can feed him. Both hands cradle my face with possessive hunger, his mouth claiming mine in a hot, open collision of tongues and teeth. I stop being a person with thoughts and dissolve into pure liquid heat and aching want, the specific throbbing need in my dripping cunt that has tormented me through two long months of empty nights finally finding its release. I kiss him back just as desperately, both hands fisted tight in his hair, yanking him closer, and the deep guttural groan that vibrates from his chest into my mouth shoots straight down to my soaked pussy. I press my body flush against his, hips already grinding

I swallowed hard while trying to control this sudden hunger inside me, which was making me hungry like a fucking vampire's thrust for blood. "It must be..." She began saying but I cut her off by slamming my lips against her. They taste so sweet like sugar and strawberries, making me want to taste them again and again like a drug addict, the sudden hunger inside me began to disappear making me feel bliss and warmth settle inside my heart. Jesus Christ. I'm screwed. Author's Note:- Hey guys, DO leave your comments below and vote for the book. love you all, take care. I*:- S.n_nina_arthur

My breath hitches, heat spreading across my face like an unwelcome blanket. When he looks up, his voice drips with honey, smooth in all the right ways. “You’re still my girl.” Just four words, and my entire traitorous body reacts. The heat that has been building in my cheeks floods my entire core. I’ve been here before, I know what comes after, and I know not to fall for his charm. And yet, my body craves him like air. I hate that smug cocky look on his face. I hate that despite the years of lies, the emotional manipulation, the public cruelty, a dark, bruised part of me still craves him.

Lust ties us between lies we can't unfold, dragging us deeper into uncontrollable webs. Something irresistible, that makes us question why pleasure might just be an illusion. If pleasure was an illusion, why was this so strong that she felt it badly?

Something about his words ignited my ego—and I liked it. I leaned in and kissed him first, slowly moving my hips. There was no hesitation in me… even though I knew this was wrong. “Ah—” “Look at you,” he whispered. I shut my eyes tight.Because if I looked at him… I might admit it. I was starting to enjoy this. “You like it, Olivia?” he pressed against me, forcing a louder moan out of me. God… I couldn’t stop. Damn it. I’m addicted. Addicted… to my own brother-in-law.

Then a short flat laugh broke from my mouth, my head tilting back like he just said the funniest shit. “Of course not. I’m heading to the club.” His fingers flexed once, then he let go and I walked out, cane tapping against the floor. He knew. I knew they all fucking knew but it didn’t matter. Not when the itch was back. Not when I craved her more than they did. The drive through the city was a blur of lights and rain-slicked streets. I gripped the wheel, knuckles white, mind already on her. I parked the SUV away from her street then walked to the shitty apartment building in the rundown part of town, where the streets smelled like garbage and piss. It wasn’t fit for her, but she held on to

“I want you to read the first two pages out loud and then summarize them.” Alex leaned back in his chair, legs spread wide. He didn’t even look at the book. His eyes were glued to my chest. “Alex,” I said sharply. “The book. Not me.” He licked his lips slowly, eyes still fixed on my breasts. “Your buttons look tight today. Are they going to pop open if you breathe too hard?” I felt my face heat up. “That’s not appropriate, Alex. Focus on the material.” He smiled, stubborn as ever. “I am focused. Just not on the stupid book. Your tits look really good in that shirt, Miss Shine. Do they feel as soft as they look?”

I-I can’t take it anymore…” “Yes, you can and you will. Unless you want me to tie you down and make it even harder.” “Please…” I pleaded, curling my toes as sensation spread all over my body. “Pleading already? I haven’t even started.” He drove deeper, stealing every inch of my breath. “Oh mhm yes oh god!”

"But you're twenty-seven year old, Cleavira. My Gosh! Two months from now you would turn twenty-eight. Don't you want to have your own family? Or even have kids and be a mother?" "Of course, I want it. I want to have my own family and experience to be a mother." "But you're not into relationship. There's a lot of guys out there who want to court you but you rejected them all. I haven't see you dating with anyone. Why not try to meet someone or give chance to one of your suitors?" "You know what happened a year ago, right?" "Uhm, yeah. Cleavira, I know it's really hard to trust again after all the things that happened to you a years ago but how long will you chained yourself in the past?"