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I felt a shiver down my spine, my heart raced. I wrapped my hands over his neck, as he kissed my neck. He unbuckled his shirt, started kissing me. I used my hand to feel his godlike abs and his well-developed chest, with V-tapers. He removed my shirt, looked at my tits and said “Oh, these fucking tits.” He fumbled my boobs as he kissed me. Then leaned towards them, sucking on them like a child. He sucked my nipples as he fumbled my boobs. Then he raised my skirt, carried me and dropped me on the desk. He spread my legs, shifted my panties and spat on my pussy.

"Professor—" "Third problem." His fingers left me abruptly, and I whined at the loss. The sound of his belt unbuckling made my stomach flip. "You’re impatient." The zipper followed, the rustle of fabric. Then, thud. Something heavy landed on the desk beside my head. A book. "The Eros Discipline." His voice was a smirk. "Ever read it?" I shook my head, my cheeks flaming. "Pity." His hand fisted in my hair, tilting my head back so I could see the cover—a woman bound in ropes, her body arched in submission. "It’s about a professor who re-educates his student. Sound familiar?"

“Ew. Who even reads things like that?” “I do,” she smirks. “And you love me for it.” I roll my eyes, but she's right. Chloe’s always been the wild one—gorgeous, mouthy, and deathly allergic to shame. The kind of woman who goes topless in Cuba, has sex dreams about her barista, and writes goodreads reviews on her favorite erotica. She’s also the one who dared me, two weeks ago over brunch, to write an erotic novel. “Do it,” she said. “Just once. No pen names. Let people know their favorite horror author can also write toe-curling orgasms.”

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But it seems all she needed was a handsome man, in his office attire and standing in front of her to grab her attention. Yes, she is a novelist. She is one of the top-selling authors in the fantasy-romance and teen fiction category. Humor-romance is her genre, but because the erotic genre is trendy, she wants to be trendy as well. She wanted to challenge herself and get out of her box. But not everything is that easy. She has not been writing for two months because she is busy watching p*rn and erotic videos and reading erotic novels.

The whole house was boring and the atmosphere was gloomy, I decided to go into the study, when I was in there with Damon I could recall seeing romance novels on the bookshelf. I am a true lover of romantic novels, they get your spirit high with the sexiness of the male lead and gracefulness of the female but one thing that lacks in all romantic plot is that all are the same, there hasn't been anything new but who cares...... While I checked the bookshelf I notice a couple of erotic novels in there, you should know that I am very happy.

I hold my breath as I watch both shadow figures approach me. Their intention becomes clear when the first shadow takes my left breast in her shadow fingers. Her touch is cold and feels real. She brings my breast up to her lips and begin to suck on my nipple. Her tongue tastes like sin. Wet and sensuous. The second shadow does the same thing to my right breast. Raj just continues to suck at my pussy lips. He flicks my clit in between sucks. I’ve got three demonic creatures pleasuring me all at once. My mind is hazy, caught in the threshold of reality and something else.

The way her body responded to the slightest touch told me she was on the edge already, needing more but too scared to ask. I leaned closer, lips brushing against the shell of her ear. "You're shaking," I murmured, dragging my hand just a little higher until I found the opening of her pussy. "That for me?" She nodded, eyes half-lidded, lips parting as a soft moan slipped free again — barely audible, but enough to make me want to throw every rule out the window. "You want me to stop?" I asked, not pulling away instead pulling my finger deeper. Her head turned, her eyes locking with mine. There was a quiet kind of fire there — nervous, guilty, but still burning. “No," she whispered.

THE END🥳❤️ THE END OF BURNING PASSION 🥳❤️ Thank you for reading and supporting this novel, if you enjoyed this erotic collection then it’s a must to read my second book “SINFUL DESIRES”, it can be found on any book platform and unlike this book, Sinful Desires are short short stories , so just sit back and enjoy a short blissful erotic stories THANK YOU AGAIN❤️!!

She was wild with passion as if it was the beginning of their lovemaking instead of after an easy two hours of it. Realizing that she was the only one receiving pleasure, she moved into a position where he could continue pleasuring her, but she could also pleasure him with her mouth. The sensation felt soothingly erotic as she stumbled and explored over what to do. At one point it felt so all-consuming good that his hands lost their rhythm, for which she chuckled and gave a low, erotic moan. This was all too good. He knew then and there that, if he was to be able to keep up with his little vampire, he’d better become one himself. ****