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But she stayed still, letting the control, the anticipation, the tension build inside her. And as Eric moved behind her one final time, brushing his fingers lightly down her spine, Jane knew she had crossed a line she could never return from. She was his. All of her senses, all of her thoughts, all of her desire belonged to him,her pussy cried for his touch,her nipples now reddish. “Yes, sir,” she whispered, voice trembling. “I am yours.” Eric’s hand hovered at her shoulder, light and commanding. “Good,” he murmured. “Because this… this is only the beginning.”

As if his presence isn't enough, now I am even more turned on. I squeeze my thighs together, shifting uncomfortably in the chair. "I'm sorry sir." "Sorry?" He slowly makes his way towards me, his eyes still fixed on me and making all my senses flare. I can smell his cologne, a thick mix of chocolate, spirit and cashmere. He stops right in front of me, his form completely enveloping mine. "Do you think sorry will take away the images you've planted in my head? Images of your tight, little cunt?"

He shifted his hips, causing his dick to waggle sideways between my lips. And then I tasted him. It was a salty, musky, profoundly masculine taste. It was the taste of his skin, of his sweat, of us. And to my utter horror, I found myself salivating. My mouth craved him. I kept inhaling that irresistible scent, and together with the taste, it awakened a strong, undeniable longing inside me. The feel of his cockhead, moving laterally between my lips, was exciting in a way that bypassed all reason and morality.

She came again, gripping his hair. He stood, freed his massive cock, and lifted her onto a low table. “Tell me to stop.” “Don’t stop,” she whispered. He thrust in deep, stretching her perfectly. Elena cried out as he fucked her hard and fast against the books. The wet sounds of their joining filled the library. He sucked on her breasts through the uniform, leaving wet marks. When he came, he buried himself to the hilt and flooded her pussy. After that night, their secret affair consumed them.

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

"I can see your smile. Fuck! you love this, don’t you? Your tits feel like fucking heaven wrapped around my cock. Look at how they bounce, all flushed and needy." He reached down, pinching one nipple hard, making her gasp as he continued to slide through her cleavage. The erotic sight of his thick shaft disappearing into her soft flesh, emerging shiny and slick, drove him wild, the taboo act making her drip onto the floor beneath her. Unable to hold back, Adam pushed her gently but firmly, her back hitting the counter behind her with a soft thud. He came down over her, capturing one nipple in his hot mouth. He sucked hard, teeth grazing the sensitive bud as his tongue lashed it relentlessly.

“Don’t be embarrassed. Besides, while I didn’t know it had been that long I could tell it had been some time since you’d had a lover—” “How?” A wry smile crossed his face. “I haven’t forgotten one single thing about you, Natalia. Not the taste of you on my lips. Not your unique scent. And certainly not the tight feel of your pussy wrapped around my fingers.” A dark flush spread across her face as she puckered her lips into a tiny “oh” but then he pushed the tip of dick inside her and her expression took on an entirely different meaning altogether. He was done with talking. They would talk later. Right now he was more interested in claiming her and doing what he’d longed to do fifteen years a

A dark, erotic, romance novel. The goal was to stop thinking about Alexander, but only ten minutes into the book and I'm already imagining his hands all over me. I'm already imagining him bending me over the fucking window of my room and filling me up ruthlessly until all I can remember is the sound of his name on my lips.

A LOVE FOR SPANKING - 2 He wrapped his arms around her small frame and kissed her passionately. His kiss was soft and gentle. His tongue softly prodded, asking permission to enter her mouth. Erica opened, granting him entry. Dave's hands roamed her firm body. His fingers brushed against her hardening nipples. He lifted Erica up, and she wrapped her legs around him. He carried her over to the couch and laid her down softly. His mouth explored, leaving a trail of kisses down her body. She ran her hands through his shaggy brown hair as she arched her back. His mouth found her nipple, and he teasingly circled it with his tongue before clamping down, causing Erica to moan loudly.

She tried to hide herself, not from Xavier, but from the world around them. "You are so gorgeous," he said as he kissed her hand. The touch of his lips to her soft skin relaxed her and she allowed her muscles to untwist. Down on one knee, he traced his fingers around her bright pink areolas, making her shiver. "Your nipples are very sensitive erogenous zones. Do you know what that means? It means that they provide sexual pleasure when stimulated."