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It was mortifying to read smut in front of his very attractive boss who was also gay. “I haven’t had a chance to because you keep interrupting,” Zach protested. There was a brief silence and he felt a pat on the head from Darien. “I’ll leave you in peace then. I’ll read a book myself and I won’t pay you any attention,” Darien said. Zach moved the book away from his face to check if Darien was still teasing. Darien was true to his word, he had pulled out another book and was already reading the first page. Zach checked the cover and saw it was another Damien Black book.

" Ethan said, but made no move to pick up the underwear. In fact, neither did I nor Felix. We only stared at the little black box, and the books that also fell out. Felix exchanged a look with me. "No." I said, knowing that he wanted us to snoop. "Oh come on, what if it shows like all the women he targeted?" Felix took up one of the book. "Holy shit." He said, then showed me what he was looking at. The first two pages were nothing but my face. The following pages were like diary entries.

She asked quietly. "You'd be surprised what people can get from a simple search. They can get even more if they go to the dark net." Dorian said, not as surprised as they were about the information they were seeing. If he had done a search, he could have gotten even more within a few minutes.

“Oh, you guys are not going to believe this. Our little spy is a massive freak.” I adjusted my posture, holding the diary up to the ambient light of the limo. “‘If he pushed me against the bookshelves, I wouldn’t even fight back,’” I read, my voice dripping with dark amusement. “‘I want him to take control. I want him to rip this stupid sweater off me. I can practically feel his hands gripping my thighs, bruising my skin, pushing his huge dick inside my tight and wet aching pussy while he whispers my name…’”

Chloe closed her eyes for a second after finishing the last line, her fingers still resting lightly on the diary. Okay. I need to lie down on the floor for a minute. And also maybe take a very, very cold shower. Clara. Girl. First of all, I hope you’re okay and that this is some next-level erotic fiction, because if it’s real… wow. Just wow.

, while she was shelving books in the quiet back corner, his voice slid into her mind like dark silk. *Go to the bathroom, little one. Lock the door. Touch that needy pussy… but do not come.* Anna froze, a book slipping from her fingers. She looked around. No one was near. Heart hammering, she hurried to the single-stall employee bathroom and locked the door. *Good girl,* Azrael purred inside her head. *Now pull your skirt up and panties down. Spread your legs.* She obeyed, leaning back against the sink. Her fingers slid through her slick folds. She was dripping. She rubbed her swollen clit in slow circles, biting her lip to stay quiet.

‘You can borrow that if you like,’ Diamanda said, looking up briefly from the wafer-thin portable computer notepad she’d pulled out of her other pocket. ‘Er... Thanks.’ He closed the book, not daring to read further. The prose was inflammatory to say the least, at a moment when his senses were burning already. One of the strangest, most compelling women he’d ever met was consulting an electronic diary to see if she could fit him in for a sexual quickie! It seemed about as likely as one of his masturbatory fantasies, and yet it was happening.

"Let's go Diana, the others are waiting." "Yes, let's go home." ********************************** Hello everyone, Dora here. Am really honored that you read my book, we've come a long way and now its finally time to end things. However, the road doesn't end here for me, I still have more if you want. It'd be nice if you check out my newly signed book "The Ghosts of Greenville." Don't let the name fool you though, its a really sweet and forbidden and warm story. Or you can check out 'Made of Glass' and drown in an ongoing comic love story for free. I really hope you enjoyed this book, do let me know what you think. With warm regards, Dora.

way 5: Professor's Forbidden PetChapter 2: No Panties After Class The whole next day I could not think straight. I sat in Professor Reed’s lecture with his dried cum still on my thighs from yesterday. Every time he looked at me from the front of the class my pussy throbbed. I kept pressing my legs together under the desk. The other students had no idea that their respected teacher had fucked me raw on his desk and filled me with his load. The thought made me wet again.

Why can't I remember anything? I put my index fingers on both sides of my head and slightly massage the corners of my head. What a horrible dream. I think to myself. I get out of bed, brush my teeth and grab my phone before heading downstairs. I start texting Kali. Me : I had a terrible dream last night. There was a girl who looked exactly like me except her eyes were completely black. Kali : You have an evil alter ego? Me : Very funny. Kali : I'll pick you up at 1p.m and you can tell me all about it.