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“Quiet doesn’t mean unbothered. Just good at hiding it.” We fell into silence. The only sound was distant thunder rumbling above ground. I wondered how long we’d be down here. Minutes stretched. My mind wandered to how close he was. How alone we were. “Tell me something,” I said finally. “Why’d you become a librarian? You don’t seem like the type who likes being stuck behind a desk all day.” Mr. Kane exhaled softly. “Books don’t talk back. They don’t expect small talk. I like the order. And the stories. What about you? History major with a focus on obscure trade? That’s not common.”

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It wasn't sex of course, but it was intimate enough that if I hadn't pulled away I am quite sure it would have led to it. There's nothing wrong with sex, until someone older shows up to ruin the fun. Luckily we don't have anyone older than us around here. Older adults tend to judge everything no matter what and then proceed to assume they have some super wisdom that one else could ever hope to achieve. Like the time I went to the library and was quietly reading my saucy romance to myself. The cover was a little risky but I didn't throw that in anyone's face. This older lady in her mid-seventies came up to me and proceeded to give me an unsolicited lecture about why premarital sex books aren'

“Let me think…” After a moment, Julissa messaged again. For big CEOs who have everything, don’t focus on stuff—just give them an experience. Then the conversation took a turn. Lingerie cooking, candlelit dinners, fine wine, getting tipsy… and what follows—let’s just say, adult games. Annabelle facepalmed. Too much. But Julissa insisted if those were too cliche, she had more—straight from her Little Yellow Book. All rated-M, but effective.

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“You look the same but maybe a little more... uptight.” He didn’t smile and he has never smiled around me…Not like I give a fuck though. I grabbed a bottle of water and leaned back against the fridge. “Don’t worry, I’m not here to stay. I just need a few days.” "You’re always welcome here," he said, but it felt more like a lie than a comfort. I looked at him longer this time. He had that whole powerful older man thing going for him, the type women write smutty books about. Well styled hair, a jaw that could cut glass, and a body that made expensive suits look like sin.

She's only had one lick, and he's already reacting like that. That was one of the qualities she admired in Bernard. Unlike other guys terrified of being teased and thus do not moan and groan, Bernard is not afraid to moan and groan. He is not hesitant to express his desire for sex. Monette licked Bernard's cock as if it were her favorite lollipop. She licked it from bottom to top until it was wet enough, then she put all of his masculinity inside her mouth, causing Bernard to grab her hair. Bernard moaned as she sucked the head of his manhood before swallowing it whole. "Fuck, Monette! You're so good!" Monette moved her head up and down quickly and enthusiastically. His cock was so long that

Heading out of the bathroom with my mind zeroed on the fact that I am stuck with just reading. I saw Ella pacing the room with the new book I was reading, an erotic book on the rise of a steaming passion between stepsiblings titled; obsession. She had an amused look on her face when I got to her. "Don't give me that look!" I warned. In my defence, it was part of the library's books for adults. There was no way I was going to pass on it. "If only I know just how much you love reading these books. I would have asked for the room to be filled with it. You would never have to be bored." Ella said, her eyes twitching at every word.

I missed my mate, my freedom, my friends, Kailin, and everyone at the vineyards. I watched a series about a group of delinquent kids born in space and dropped to Earth to see if the air was already breathable. I finished Episode twelve, and when a particular character pissed me off, I turned it off and went to read something in the study. There were some fiction books, but primarily old books from Jane Austen, Charlotte Bronte, and Herman Melville. There were self-help and meditation books and a book about mystical creatures. I walked out of the study. If she allowed me to read a book about witchcraft, it might interest me, but that would be as dangerous as walking into the darkness without

Only two seem to be nonfiction and self help books, yet when i check what content they will be self helping me with i feel surprise running through me. "The delicate art of seduction and manipulation." I fling that one to a corner of the room and pick up the other. "How to make men beg for a chance to fuck you." I fling that one even harder and it joins its partner on the floor near my wardrobe. There are four remaining. Four novels which I have two days to myself to devour. The smile that works its way up my face is radiant. I'm going to have such a good time.