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The angry, shamed part of her still wanted to push him away, suspecting he had spent his absent night with another of his companions, and she remained stiff for a long moment, until his gentle mouth and softly caressing hands smoothed away her resistance. Their lovemaking was slow, almost tenuous, as they let their bodies speak all the things they both wanted to say. Or maybe she was misinterpreting his apologetic touches and soothing kisses. Perhaps she was fooling herself so she could continue sharing her body with him. Even the doubt of that couldn’t hold back her cries of passion, and she was eager for him when he lifted her thigh and entered her carefully, drawing out his possession unt

I felt myself getting close, as if I could join those heavenly bodies up in the sky. “I saw the way you looked at my dick at Coverts,” he whispered, not letting up on his assault on my clit, his lips tracing along my jawline. “I was so hard. You had on that yellow lingerie set that glowed against your skin. I wanted to bend you over and fuck you so badly. That young dude wasn’t going to get this pussy.” With that, he moved his attention from my clit, sliding two fingers inside my hot, already-drenched pussy. He worked his fingers until they were fully coated and soaked. “But I knew it wasn’t time. I’m patient. I can wait.”

His face was flushed, jaw tight, eyes burning with possession and something that looked terrifyingly like love. Sweat glistened on his chest where his shirt hung open. Every deep thrust pushed a broken moan from my throat. The third orgasm built slower but heavier, coiling tight in my core until it exploded long, rolling waves that left me shaking and sobbing beneath him. Lucas cursed, drove deep one final time, and came with a guttural groan, pulsing hot and thick inside me as he collapsed over my body. We stayed locked together, breathing ragged, his weight a heavy, grounding comfort.

His hand moves down to hold my waist into his warm hand and his head moved to plant soft kisses down my throat. I close my eyes at the sensation before his warm breath was back hitting my warm face, my eyes almost turning into a black color. "So fucking delicious" I gasped again when I feel something hard poking my cloth wet area. He planted soft kisses on my cheeks nose eyes before moving them again to my lips. This time he kiss me slowly as if he was afraid that he might hurt me or as if I was something fragile, easy to break off. He places his forehead against mine and closes his eyes, he let out a sigh before slowly rubbing our noses together,

he growled, still slamming her, Her moans and gasps, never stopped coming as Evans fucked her ferociously like a ravaged beast. "Fuck Cora" He cursed loudly as they both came at the same time, both of them trembling at their own orgasm. ***** Cora stumbled on the bed, the only source of light in the room was the dim rays of sunlight that spilled from the open windows,but wasn't enough to fully light up the room.yesterday was a very eventful and long night, one of the best that she has had in years.

This is an erotic dark romance story that will pertain to the following topics. If they are triggering, please remember to keep your mental health a priority above any source of entertainment. TRIGGER WARNINGS: -Murder -Blood -Methods of torture -Loss of virtue -BDSM -Binding -Spanking -Explicit language -Explicit Sexual situations -Exhibitionism -Sex without a condom -Gun Play -Obsession -Bullying (at a young age) If you are prepared to venture into the obsessive love Jackson Maldori has for Amara Brady then proceed with the aforementioned caution. Because although this is a beautiful story with everything from heart to heat, it isn't exactly an easy road ahead...

It expressed Armina’s disregard for modesty; this flamboyant display of her womanhood was a statement of her defiant, hedonistic view of life. His tongue was waiting for her when she lowered herself on his face. It flicked unerringly across her nub, tiny, darting, butterfly-light caresses, tip on tip, till she could feel her control dissolving. She moved her hips backwards and forwards, very carefully so as not to disturb the rising excitement as he sucked her love-button, flicked it with his tongue, ravished it with firm, steady strokes. Armina gasped, her groin heavy with need, a light sheen of sweat dewing her Dresden china complexion. Heat poured through her. The stable span in space. Sh

Disclaimer: This is an erotic story that contains explicit, spicy, and sexual content intended for mature audiences only. If you are under the age of 17 or uncomfortable with adult themes, we kindly advise you not to proceed. However, if you’re of legal age and enjoy such stories, then welcome—and enjoy the experience. Chapter 1

he stammered with shaky lips, "No way Eric, you are just a pervert! Nothing else!" Eric let out a loud laughter, his voice echoed through the room, "Do you think that I didn't see you staring at us? I knew you were standing beside the door watching us, that was why I wrapped my arms around her because I could sense it in your eyes not jealous you are'' he smirked deeply, "Yet again, I am able to take whatever you love, easy and peasy without any difficulty" he laughed loudly, his eyes sparkled with nothing but evil. "Oh goodness, did I say too much?" Eric scoffed, "I know you have always liked Genevieve, her perfect body and all that ignited the monster in you and let your list shine forth a

Trigger Warning Hello Lovely Readers, This book may contain content that might be triggering for some. It is a dark romance with degradation, BDSM that doesn’t contain consent within the dynamic (I know, not something I typically have in my book). There are many instances where consent is very dubious and there is kidnapping. Because what fun is writing dark romance without hitting those tropes? I will add to anyone worried, this one does have a HEA because I’m a sucker for that happily ever after and I couldn’t imagine not giving Cass her happy ending.