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He was quick to notice of course, and he returned again, this time holding my waist while his bulge pressed into my derriere. I let out a soft gasp, "I have some books to pick up by the bookstore before it closes." I tried to conceal my surprise. His eyes lit up, "don't you torture yourself reading those erotics?" He looked into my face. He knew what I was reading? My eyes flicked towards him. "You think I don't know?" His tongue flickered to his lips. "You went into my room?" I was stunned. "The covers drew me in, and I couldn't help but glance through some pages. But I must say, the side effects of reading such books can be disastrous."

Pre-cum glistened like mercury in the moonlight. “Open.” She did. He guided himself past her lips, slow at first, letting her adjust to the chill of his flesh, the velvet hardness. Then deeper. Her throat relaxed under that silver stare; she took him to the root, nose brushing coarse dark hair that smelled of old books and iron. “Good girl,” he purred. “Now suck.” She hollowed her cheeks, tongue swirling, hands braced on powerful thighs. He groaned, low, reverent, fingers threading into her hair. Then he tilted her head back, exposing the long column of her throat.

A soft sound escaped her before she could stop it. Eric noticed. Then he started kissing her neck,slow and soft.each kiss made her skin feel hot.She tried not to moan,his hand slid up her side ,pushing her braid out of the way.Then he went down and stopped at my butt. He grabbed it and she hated how her body reacted. His hands slid upward again, tracing slow paths that made her skin tingle everywhere they passed. She closed her eyes. “I will bend you over this desk and fuck you untill you start dripping”.Her whole body shook.but something about them made her body felt tight and tighter.

I said and she shrugged "So, tell me mom. Let's talk about this now. What is it about Adrian touching that book which makes you so scared?" I said and she looked at me for some time and sat saying "Elsa. This book contain somethings Adrian doesn't need to know if he opens it. It will make him uncontrollable and you'll lose him. Yes, it's a sacred book and it should help him. But they are still some mysteries. If he finds out now. It will only bring more tention between the natural and the supernatural...and hence, the natural will be destroyed in the process...and that's only going to be a disaster that will never end. Except, there's a sealed being--" she stopped not finishing her statement

Then her gaze fell on him. He raised his glass in greeting. "Do you always knock out drunk pervert or is it a first?" He asked, wondering if she would reply. "Hmm." A smile played on her lips as she eyed him. Nodding at his drunk, she questioned, "Rough night?" "Maybe. Work calls for one or two of this." "I get you. What exactly do you do?" She received her drink from the bartender, taking a sip. His eyes followed her tongue that darted out to lick her lips. "Asking me that will definitely ruin the mystery."

she whispered against his lips, “I’m your dirty little secret. Whenever you want me, I’ll come to you. No questions. No limits.” Dante gripped her hips possessively, kissing her again. “Good girl,” he growled. “Because I’m nowhere near done with you.” The night continued until dawn — raw, passionate, and unforgettable. From that night on, Vesper became Dante Moretti’s secret obsession. She would sneak into his penthouse, his cars, even his private jet — always ready to please him, always his dirty little secret. And she loved every second of it. --- **The End.**

"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?"

Now he regretted allowing her to go along with her wishes. All of a sudden, she leaned closer to him as she continued to stroke him and placed her lips close to his ears. "I have a secret to tell you, Mr Eric." She said softly with the most seductive voice and he gritted his teeth. "It kind of makes me excited and bold whenever I notice you are getting so strong and hard like this for me. I'm glad I can make you so excited and pleasure you as you wish. " She said as she tightened her grip around his cock and squeezed him caressing him wickedly. Eric felt like his soul was about to leave his body. Where is the Little Jenna he knew? The little girl before him right now was something else. She

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filled the room, the danger of the locked door sending heat through her veins. Her juices dripped down the desk, soaking the wood, her climax hitting with a loud cry, “Ohhh!” Legs shook, guilt tangling with the rush, body slumping, weak. - - - Eva rummaged through her bag in her dorm, the air heavy with vanilla and laundry, her fingers brushing a folded note. Her hands trembled, the paper crinkling as she opened it: *You enjoyed that, didn’t you?* Her heart pounded, vision blurring, the room’s warmth suffocating.