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Hot Winter, Hard Fuck (3) “Is that supposed to help? You touching yourself like that?” Duncan Hale asked, his gaze locked on Celine Ward’s pussy as her fingers moved across her folds. She shrugged, her cheeks flushed with heat. “I just want to be ready for you. I can’t wait anymore.” “And I want to fuck you deeper than you’ve ever felt. I want to smash into your G-spot until you can’t stop screaming.” A thrill of pleasure shot through her and her pussy throbbed even more as he spoke.

His hot, sticky fluid leaked out of her pussy, mixing with her juices and dripping down their thighs. Dexter and Phoenix observed with ravenous eyes. Phoenix whispers, his voice thick with lechery, "I wish we could fill her up like that." "Yeah," Dexter concurs, his gaze never leaving Astrid's wriggling form. "She looks incredibly hot. I can practically feel her wet pussy wrapped around my cock." Phoenix eyes darken with desire as he added in a low, husky voice, "I can't wait to have her cum around my cock. I want to feel her pussy squeeze me tight."

“Girl, what? That guy is nothing less than an 8! Please tell me if you have problems with your eyes, and I'll gladly book an appointment with an optometrist for you." Desiree rolled her eyes. She and Sasha seemed to have such varying opinions on what they considered hot. “No, seriously.” Sasha spoke again, gesturing wildly with her hands. “That guy is super hot. He's just like–” “Just like who? Damian?" Desiree teased. Sasha froze, her smile wiping off as she narrowed her eyes. “What are you talking about? What has Damian got to do with anything?” Desiree smiled teasingly. “Oh, I don't know. Just that when I came to wake you up this morning, your bed was all wet, and you were moaning his nam

Dax's hands found my thighs, pushing them apart wide, stroking my core again. "So wet for us," he murmured, his voice rough with lust. I moaned, my hands sinking into the muscles of his back as Xander's fingers joined Dax's, stroking and teasing me. The bed dipped as Kane crawled behind me, lifting me high as if I weighed nothing then lowering me slowly until my dripping channel was seated completely on his long, thick length.

Foreplay was over as soon as that condom was properly rolled down his dick. I liked that he let me be on top, playing into my need for control. I can’t help it. I’m a D’Amore. We are born Doms. Not the first time and won’t be the last that I ride his cock like this, but unlike any time before this, everything felt more intense. Each roll of my hips and thrust of his cock lit me up. I could see the purple aura of my magic surrounding us.

Alex slumped on top of me with a layer of cum coating both our chests. "That was fucking good," he mumbled against my neck. "I don't think we need to buy condoms anymore," I said, making Alex chuckle. He slowly pulled out of my hole and I could feel his cum drip out of me. Goosebumps appeared on my skin as I shivered from the sensation. Alex then went down and dragged his tongue from my navel up to my chest, filling his mouth with my cum. Alex then gently grabbed my jaw, opening my mouth, and letting the cum drip from his mouth into mine. Alex watched as I swallowed my own cum, a satisfied smile filling his face.

**Chapter 139** Dawn painted the Tribeca penthouse in soft golds and pinks, filtering through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Kira lay sprawled across Damien’s chest, their bodies slick with sweat, sheets tangled around their legs. Her thighs still trembled from the last orgasm—ridden hard on his cock while he gripped her hips and growled “Ride Daddy like you mean it.”