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Grabbing my pen, I start to scribble on my diary again. "He looked at me! He fucking looked at me and I am so wet already! Gosh! I just want him to dig his fingers into my pussy and finger fuck me to tears. I don't care that he's a shady man with a mysterious life, I just want to be fucked by him! Imagine what it would feel like to be naked under him, and to have those lips around my nipples, and then have his fingers stroking my clit until I can't breathe anymore." I don't realize that I am squeezing my thighs together as my scribbling turns into vivid images in my head.

Then I slide my shaky hand into his boxers and wrap it around his pulsing hard length. Heat washes through me as I pull it out of his underwear. My pussy is already soaked from just the feeling of his powerful hands on me and his dominant kisses, but now it’s fucking aching for his cock. I slide my hand up and down his shaft and a shudder courses through Eric’s body. I smile wickedly against his lips while he kisses me, and then I do the same thing again. His body trembles once more, and another moan rips from his lungs. Breaking the kiss, he says, “Fucking hell, princess. Are you trying to get fucked hard on top of this table before I’ve even started playing with your clit?”

He climbed onto the bed between my thighs and lowered his mouth to me. The first long, slow lick from my entrance to my clit made me arch off the bed with a loud, needy moan. Victor’s tongue was masterful — circling my swollen clit, then plunging inside me, tasting every drop of my arousal. He added two thick fingers, curling them perfectly to stroke my G-spot while his lips sucked on my clit with just the right pressure. “Fuck, she tastes so good,” Ryan said from the chair, his hand openly rubbing his hard cock through his pants. “Look at how wet she is for you.”

She tempted him even more. She approached the pole and glued her throbbing jewel between her thighs. She didn't know, but it seemed like that part was starting to get wet while she was doing what she was doing. She held on to the pole and rubbed herself, especially the lower body on the cold pole. It's like she's having sex there. The man scooped up all the contents of the glass and placed it on the table next to him. One of his fingers was already on his lip and he was holding it while staring at what she was doing. She suddenly turned around and rubbed her legs up to both thighs.

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he demanded, doubling his finger's speed. My body tensed as the wave of my orgasm built deliciously towards my core. My folds grew more sensitive and my clit throbbed incessantly. “Ro–mmhmm, ahhh,” I cried as my body crashed from the explosive orgasm. My folds spasming and my body trembling occurred at the same time, my core clenching tightly around those fingers. Rocco pulled the plug from my ass hole, spanking me one more time before flipping me over. He snagged a hand around my neck, lust written all over those piercing blue eyes. Spots of sweat appeared on his forehead as he pressed his body against mine, making me feel his hard length pressing against my thighs.

The PA system crackled to life. "The library will be closing in five minutes. Please gather your belongings and exit the building." "Fuck," Ethan muttered. But he didn't stop. If anything, his thrusts got harder. "We need to finish this. Fast." I doubled my efforts, taking him as deep as I could, using my tongue on the sensitive underside, my hand working what didn't fit in my mouth. "Emma, I'm close—where do you want—" I pulled off just long enough to say, "In my mouth. I want to taste you."

My thighs pressed together on instinct, but it was already too late. A slick rush of wetness flooded my panties, hot and sudden, soaking the delicate lace until it clung to my swollen fold. My clit pulsed hard, as if his voice had whispered the command straight against my skin. God. I was dripping. Just from an email. Just from the knowledge that the most explicit thing I’d ever written...forty-three pages of raw, shameless fantasy...was now sitting in his inbox. I had submitted the wrong file. On Monday night I’d been running on cold coffee and three hours of sleep, watching a course submission portal count down the last two minutes before the deadline.

A grin flashed across Erick's face. He gently guided me backwards until I fell across the bed. As I shuffled into place, he crawled up between my legs, his cock rock hard and the condom shining around it. Erick carefully lined up his cock with my entrance, flashed me a grin, and then slammed his entire length into me. A groan escaped me lips. Automatically, I wrapped my legs around him, trying to push him even deeper inside me. The heat that had been burning in my crotch all night began to grow and spread until it felt as if my entire body was burning.

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