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His eyes went straight to my pussy, and the look he gave me made my more juices flowed from my hole. "You re dripping for me." He whispered. I moaned from just his voice. Then he leaned down and rested his warm mouth right on my pussy. "Gosh!" He didn't rush. He pulled back and shaped his lips into a perfect 'O', then placed it right over my clit made my eyes roll back on their own. "Fuuuck Grey, that feels insane." "You taste so sweet," he whispered between licks. His tongue slid up and down, slow at first, then faster. His lips sucked hard around my clit, making me shake again. Then he slid two fingers deep inside.

The Taboo Chronicles is a curated collection of dark, twisted, and unapologetically erotic stories designed to push the boundaries of conventional desire. From the sacred halls of a silent church to the high-stakes shadows of obsessive power plays, these stories explore the raw, unyielding side of human hunger. Whether it’s the thrill of a secret shared in the dark or the surrender of a soul to a dominant force, nothing is off-limits.

WARNING: 18+ ONLY!! Dearest Reader, The pleasurable act of sinning never felt so good. LMW presents to you a collection of all the sins you never had the courage to commit…. This book is an exotic collection of 30 different erotic stories, passionate romance, ecstasy, and a salacious manifestation of your darkest desires. There is a charm about the forbidden that makes it unspeakably desirable, get ready to wet yourselves, dream, desire for more like I did and have fun!

Authors Note Welcome to my new book, The Sapphire Queen. I hope you all love it as much as I had loved writing it. This book has a special meaning to my heart. Hope you all enjoy and Just a quick note, the first italic lines are memories and dreams. Everything is to make the story mysterious and clues. So read them so you can understand the story. This is a Mystery, Love, Hate, a bit of Erotica and Romance story. Feel free to leave comments and your support. I truly appreciate it Thanks beforehand. Your Queen salutes you, XX.

The delicate fabric strained against her full breasts, her tiny waist tapering down into thick, curved hips that spilled out over the thin straps of her panties. The moment her dark eyes landed on me, a slow smile spread across her face. She sauntered over with her hips swaying rhythmically, wrapping her soft, bare arms around my neck. "Mmm... you kept me waiting, Hillian," she purred softly, burying her face against the crook of my neck and kissing her way up to my jaw. "And here I thought changing the spot from the lake house to a hotel meant you were getting impatient." Her hands slid down my chest, coming to rest over my lower belly, her warm body pressing flush against mine.

The first marked passage was highlighted with a thin line of red and Prof's handwriting in the margin: “Pay attention to the mask.” His letters were sharp, slanted forward like they were trying to get somewhere fast. “She believes herself safe behind her walls of virtue. But I have seen the fracture. The hairline crack that runs from her collarbone to her ribs and the hunger that mirrors my own to be known so completely is the sweetest invasion.” My pussy walls tightened as I kept reading the sentence because it felt like someone had watched me for years and taken notes. I grabbed a pen and begin to write out what the marked passages revealed about the author’s hidden appetites.

I was already aching, and the sight of her only left me more aroused, my body reacting under the blanket. I lay there and glanced down at her now and then. My hand slipped under the covers without me even realizing. Then I saw her pulling a small purple toy out of her bag and rushing off to the bathroom in a fluster. I was shocked. Were young women these days that eager? Couldn't she even hold it together on the train? While she was gone, I snuck down and rummaged through her bag. Sure enough, besides a few little toys, there was also a change of underwear and a pair of stockings.

Cassian’s fingers traced my bottom lip, smearing something warm across my chin. Blood. Not mine. His voice was a low purr against my trembling mouth. “Now,” he murmured. “You’re finally mine.” The light flickered. The shadows moved. And then— That was it. Blackness consumed the room. Darkness swallowed us whole. THE END THANK YOU FOR FOLLOWING THIS SERIES TO THE VERY END. Author I*******m @agkbooks

Antonio’s kiss on her neck lingered, and the hands he wrapped around her waist seemed to be there even without his presence. “What am I suddenly…feeling this way….”. She opened her eyes and exhaled hotly. She could feel the wetness overflowing and her clits drumming and kicking for a touch. “Not now, this…this…is bad…should I?” She sat up and looked down. “I have to keep myself busy and my mind away from any erotic thoughts”. She walked to her small bookshelf and found a novel by a talented writer, CAROLUCHY. Unfortunately, it was an erotica novel. Doris gave it to her as a birthday gift years ago, and she never opened it, the deceit there is the title didn’t hint on the nature of the novel.

Ryder wasn't just using his tongue, he was conducting a symphony of filth against her nerve endings. They were buried deep under the thick, weighted duvet, a private cavern that smelled of sweat, salt, and the heavy, metallic musk of her own relentless arousal. The heat was stifling, the oxygen thin, but Ruth-Ann didn't care. She felt like a goddess atop a throne of sin, her body vibrating with a raw, electric hunger that five hours of climaxing hadn't even begun to sate.