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His lips were soft and fluffy against mine, like a marshmallow so smooth that I almost melted under him. There was a jolt of electricity that passed through my entire body when his flesh met mine. There was this, hellfire between us that ignited passion and all I wanted to do was sinful things to him. His body was unusually soft and… a bit curvy? I would have never thought that he had soft curves underneath his suit but today he was only in his shirt and pants which gave me a glimpse of his outline when the wind caressed his frame. My palms could still feel his smooth skin through his thin shirt. He looked so young for his age. He had this pure and genuine aura around him, and I knew that he

Who was the girl Eric met? Was Nathan planning to do anything with Eric? Will he get success in that? Scarlett to work with a new fashion brand. Does destiny conspire for something unexpected for her? Natalie Brook, who was she? What will she go to do with Scarlett? Does Arthur, who is indeed in need of a job, will end up losing it? How's Eric gonna deal with Scarlett? To read further tune in to the next update of this book. Purva Narang (Your Writer) Till the next time *******************

Inside, they stripped completely, their bodies a feast—auburn’s lean muscles, curvy’s full hips—and pushed me onto a fur rug by the fireplace. The auburn one straddled my hips, grinding her wet pussy against mine, our clits rubbing in a delicious friction. “Fuck, you feel good,” she moaned, leaning down to suck my tits, biting my nipples until I cried out. The curvy one knelt behind, spreading my ass, her tongue diving into my hole, rimming me with slow, deliberate strokes.

We continued talking for almost another hour. Mostly about Stephen. Or more specifically, how much Amelia hated him now. “I swear if I ever see that idiot—” “You’ll kill him?” I finished with a laugh. “Exactly.” I smiled softly. God, I loved her. Then suddenly Amelia gasped loudly. “Oh my God.” “What?” “You need rebound sex.” I nearly choked. “Amelia!” “I’m serious,” she continued excitedly. “You need some insanely handsome guy to fuck Stephen completely out of your system.”

My smirk rolls off my lips lazily, as my tousled hair covers my face slightly. "Don't get it twisted. I'm here because of the money you offered. Nothing more." She hisses, like the idea of spending even a minute with her is revolting. "Nice. Let's keep lying to ourselves." She turns to me with a look so intense, I'd be in the ground if she had any power over it. "You and I know you can't resist my irresistible charm. No one can." She smirks as she pulls out her books. "You must have been dropped on the head as a baby quite often."

"You have a fire in your soul, Celess. A passion for life that I find... intoxicating. I wanted to share that with you." Celess felt her heart racing in her chest. She had always been drawn to danger, but this was different. This was the ultimate forbidden romance, and she didn't know if she was ready for it. But as she looked into Steve's dark eyes, she felt a sense of calm wash over her. She didn't know what the future held, but she knew that she wanted to spend it with him. Without a word, she stepped forward and wrapped her arms around Steve's neck, pressing her lips to his in a fierce, passionate kiss. As they kissed, she felt like she was finally home.

Anything to end the check-in fast. “And,” she added, lowering her voice, “since you appear to be a married couple, I also included our romantic experience brochure. Candlelit dinners, couples’ massages, sunset beach activities… married couples absolutely love these.” She slid a glossy brochure across the counter toward us. I froze. Jace froze. The receptionist beamed, obviously proud of her helpfulness. “You two are going to have an amazing time. Sometimes a getaway helps strengthen the bond.” Jace snapped out of it first.

If we had met in another place other than here, she would gulp down her saliva at the sight of me. No doubt I'm hot, I know that. Receiving compliments here and there had really boosted my confidence. I used to feel inferior about myself not until I reached puberty. All my skimpy dresses hugged my curves so perfectly. I was nicknamed curvaceous, 'curvy' for short. "Walk straight down and enter the first door by your right." She said as she pointed her finger directing me to the interview hall. "Thank you" I said to her. My eyes were fixed at the door and the only thing in my head was about the man I met at the club last night. If I could meet him again, I will gladly let him rocked his hips

He leaned ever so slightly nearer, the small movement enough to charge the air between us, thick with something unspoken. I could feel the warmth radiating from him, catch the faint trace of his cologne mingling with the crisp scent of old books and polished wood. What unsettled me was what I did not smell. There was no sharp bloom of lust, no hunger clinging to his skin the way it always did with men. Desire, for my kind, had a scent. The curse made it impossible to miss. I caught it on Julian, thick and reckless. Sometimes even on Rowan, despite his restraint. On countless others who lingered too long, who watched too hard. But with him, it was different. I saw the desire in his eyes, in t

Ever. Dear Reader, I very much hope that you enjoyed Curtis and Tessa’s story, and catching up with all the ‘Dangerous Curves’ characters. The next book in the series is ‘Dark Curves’ (Dangerous Curves #6), Warren and Shay’s story, and it’s for sale here on GoodNovel. I'd also like to invite you to check out my website: www.marysoljamesromance.com