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Sean took my right hand and planted kisses all over it , then he looked at me and said; "Hold it and feel it ,can you do that ? " . I was hesitant and he sensed it ,he slowly guided my hand down to his bulge and I gasped when I felt it . Sean's peni* was big ,erect and hard, really hard . "Now feel it " he told me. I felt it but stopped,too scared to continue. "Larissa,hold it and feel it like it's yours " Sean commanded. I did as he said and heard a moan escape his lips. Sean shifted my hand to the bed and gently inserted his tip into me,I felt a sharp pain and screamed.

My heart hammered against my ribs. The order was degrading, obscene. And it set a fire in my belly. I leaned forward, closing the distance. The first touch of my tongue to the cool, wet wood was salt and bitterness and him. I moaned, the sound involuntary, vibrating against the desk. I licked a slow, deliberate stripe through the spill, gathering it into my mouth. The act was so submissive, so filthy, that it coiled heat low in my core. I could feel Jonathan’s seed trickling from inside me, a parallel intimacy.

She was suddenly aware of how shabby her jeans and simple sweater looked in this opulent space. "It's okay. Call me Damon." He gestured to the leather sofa. Ara sat, clutching her bag like a shield. Damon remained standing, studying her. “I’ve read every book you’ve written,” he stated. “All twenty-three. Your imagination is… exceptional. Filthy. Creative. It's a shame you've landed in this current situation.” Hearing a stranger acknowledge her erotic work so bluntly made her stomach twist.

BOOK 3: CHAPTER 61: Unholy Addiction “Oh my God…” she cries out, her voice loud, raw, and soaked in overwhelming pleasure. Moans spill from her lips like confessions—explicit, fevered, and uncontrollable. Lust, dark and consuming, pervades every inch of her senses, stealing her breath and reason.

The silence made my thighs clench. "What kind of dreams?" he asked, still calm. "I shouldn't say." "You came here to let it out," he answered simply. I held in my breathing. "They're... sexual. I wake up soaked. Aching. And ashamed." "Go on." I let my head rest against the wooden panel behind me. My eyes closed. "He touches me in ways no one ever has. And I let him. I want it. God, I want it so bad." The words spilled out, broken and messy. "Sometimes it's in public. Sometimes I'm tied down. Sometimes he just whispers in my ear and I'm already falling apart. I wake up wet, panting, and I can't stop thinking about it for days."

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“Seattle, Washington?” He moans. “Yes and I swear if you don’t stop wiggling…” he cuts off, gripping my hips and tilt-ing his head back and hissing. I can’t stop myself from leaning over to lick his neck. I trace the velvet strap against his skin, then lick up to his ear and nibble. His hands grip my ass as I take his lips with mine, plunging my tongue into his mouth. “Kayla,” he murmurs, sliding his hands to my ribcage and gently pushing my body up. “Give me those tits.”

Their voices stayed low and praising as the waves of pleasure left her boneless. Marcus took her next on the second lounger, turning her onto her hands and knees so he could enter her from behind while Elias knelt in front and let her suck him clean of the taste of her earlier release. The night air cooled the water still clinging to their skin, but the heat between them only climbed higher. Multiple finishes left her thoroughly used. First Elias spilled deep inside her while she was still on the lounger. Then Marcus followed minutes later after they had shifted her onto her back again. Finally both men brought themselves off once more across her breasts and stomach while she lay between the

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Her juices coated his lips, and she moaned loudly, “Mmm, yes.” “Write now,” Hayes said. His tongue swirled over her clit, and he handed her a pen. “Write how my screaming slut’s pussy needs me.” Eva’s hand shook, and she scribbled, “My pussy belongs to him, I’m his dirty girl.” Her fingers rubbed her clit faster, screams echoed, “Aaah! Oh god!” His tongue licked deeper, tasted her slickness, and she cried, “Please, more!” He pulled back, teasing her. “Not yet, beg louder.”