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Her mouth opened when Mateo’s hand went from her stomach to her waist. ‘Do something, Beatrice! Do something!’ she shouted at her mind. But Beatrice couldn’t move at all. It was like her body shut down and let Mateo do what he wanted to do with open arms. She instantly held Mateo’s hand when he was removing his panty. He looked at her. Beatrice gulped when she saw his burning eyes. It was full of desire. But she was confused when she saw that he was asking for her permission, unlike earlier. So, Beatrice mindlessly removed her hands and put them to her side.

KINO POINT OF VIEW (THE FLASHBACK) the smell of her scent, I can't stop her so I lay on her, even though my head hurts but I don't understand why my body is so hot, I've seen lots of naked bodies at the bar dancing in front of me but This girl is sleeping next to me, still wearing clothes, but my libido is increasing. I patted him so he woke up a bit. "Hmmm? " he just mumbled so I smiled then I bent over him. "Baby why are you here? Your putting yourself in a dangerous situations love" I whispered on his sinful lips because I was tempted to kiss him. "Sleep" he just said so I smiled as I brushed away the hair that was blocking her beautiful face, I can't really see her face because of the di

She craved to be chosen openly, shamelessly with no hesitation. When he entered her life, he gave her exactly that, intense affection, gentle touches, long conversations, and a kind of desire she had never known. For a sheltered girl who has always felt invisible, his warm affection always felt like a light at the end of a tunnel. But behind the desire lay something heavier. His temper, his violent stories, the weight of his complicated past, and the quiet way he consumed her emotionally began to drain her. Torn between the only man who made herpersonal story about the dangers of being intensely desired and the courage it takes to choose oneself over the person who makes you feel everyth

He followed right after, holding me tight as he finished. The most intense night came a few days later. We were in the study after dinner. The fire was low and the room felt heavy with tension. Damien handed me a fresh stack of pages. His newest chapter. "Read it out loud," he said. He stood behind me and slowly pulled off my dress. "Every word. While I fuck you. And I want you to describe exactly how it feels. Do not stop reading." I was completely naked except for the soft ropes he wrapped around my wrists. He bent me over the big oak desk and pushed inside me slowly at first. I started reading. The scene was extremely filthy. It described the heroine being taken so hard she lost herself c

“I want you.” My desire had disappeared when she’d left. It was ironic to be accused of fucking other women when I had no libido at all. My dick hadn’t been hard once, not even when I woke up in the morning. But now that I could feel her soft flesh against mine, feel how wet her sex was, I was so fucking hard I thought I might die.

“I don’t want him.” “You don’t get a choice.” Isabella’s eyes cut sharp. “Not after the car bomb scare last week.” Adrien’s fingers were curled tightly around his glass. He hated cages, and he hated being reminded he wasn’t untouchable. But Damien held his stare. And under the bite of irritation Adrien felt, something else rose, a want, which was sudden and unwelcome, the kind he hadn’t let himself taste in years. He tore his gaze away, forcing it down like it might burn him.”

My palm pressed against my chest, trying to still the rapid thumping of my heart, trying to anchor myself in reality. It was a book I’d seen raved about online. Reviews called it brilliant, seductive, thrilling. So when I asked Dante to have someone pick it up for me, I hadn’t expected… this. I had no idea I was requesting something so vividly erotic, so brazenly explicit.

She says the last words like a dead threat. Whatever that is written on it. "Okay, let's begin." I bend towards the table randomly picking a book titled 'Always you' "okay, what page should I turn to?" Something dark crosses her features. It's something I have never seen on her face before, it looks like...hunger? She pushes a stray blonde hair away from her face tugging it behind her ears. Leaning in towards me, she whispers against my ear. "Page 50." Her voice is husky and filled with desire, or not. I'm not sure.