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#Romance #Thrilling #Suspense #Action #Dramas This is going to be the best of best so don't miss any part. @Authoress Ricky Be expecting this next week readers. I love you all💓💓 Here is a blurb about the book

If I could meet him again, I will gladly let him rocked his hips against mine. It wasn't my first wild night, frankly, it was one of the many nights I spent going to the club. But it was the first time ever I had sex with a stranger in a club's restroom. I definitely would feel ashamed if I ever get to meet him again, but I wouldn't be ashamed if I get to meet him at the club again. But anywhere else would be a complete disaster, he wouldn't know I was totally heartbroken that night. I don't regret the sex, if I have another chance I would do it over a million more times.

Girls in bikinis running around,some people playing at the ocean tide,some lovers acting all romantic and showing affection,kids building sand houses. "Awwnn...look at that....so sexy"says Nina whose attention is solely fixed on lovers showing affection and acting romantic toward each other. "Look at what?"Says Jane who was trying to figure out what it was that was making her friend trip. "The lovers ofcourse...just look at the romantic scene"she says blushing "Stop looking at them like that before they see you which will in turn make them uncomfortable". "I don't care"says Nina,a beautiful young lady in her late 20s,long hair,body shape like an hour glass,slim and fair in complexion.

God, his lips were so captivating that she had to fight the want to draw away. She found herself holding to him tightly and putting her arms around his neck as she lost control over everything around her. "What the hell have you done to me?" She straddles him and finds herself tugging against his garments while she murmurs against his lips. Taking the suggestion, Eric assists her in removing her clothing as well. In an instant, they find themselves nude next to one another as she lies on Eric's sofa in his living room. She encircles him with her legs, sighing and moaning furiously as Eric presses his lips to her nipples, pressing himself deeper and deeper inside her.

I myself, by this time, was rock hard. I have a very active libido, and if I'm not in a relationship, I often have to look after myself at night. I hate pornography. I find it crude, unerotic, and frankly a turn-off, but I do love reading erotic stories, especially written by women. I think this has made me a better lover as I understand what many women love most.

I laughed. "Madam Roserta is a great teacher. And you are an exceptional student," he said…and then he shifted and looked at the sky, his ears red, and I thought it was because he's freezing. "That…and the fact that you look so beautiful tonight. It's easy to charm people when you look as dazzling as the night sky," he said, softly. There it is again. The flame in my nerves and the butterflies in my stomach and the fireworks in my chest. I can't look at him all of a sudden. As if looking at him was too much, and that I would combust again. And his hands were still holding mine, and I'm too aware of his skin on mine; his broad shoulders too close to mine.

I groaned with my stiff member grinding against Sera’s abdomen. I urged her to lie down on the desk and spread her legs in an M shape giving me full view of the her sweet parts. My lustful gaze was concentrated on her vagina imagining a million ways in which I would make her cum tonight. Sera, who was looking up to the ceiling, was waiting patiently for some sweet loving and I obeyed. With a crackling sound, I opened a bottle of lubricant and the sweet scent of rosemary permeated the air. My two large hands stained with lubricant slithered on her skin from under the skirt moving upwards to her aroused nipples and that earned me numerous moans.

The romance turns into a raw, loving need. He steps between my legs. His hands lift my hips. He positions me perfectly. The desk stays steady under us. He rubs his cock along my slit. The hot length teases my clit. The friction feels delicious. I moan. My hands close over his arms. The muscle feels hard beneath my fingers. He kisses me again. The kiss moves deep and slow. His tongue dances with mine. The romance becomes a beautiful fire.

It hit the internet like wildfire. By dawn, the entire city was buzzing about the headline: "Billionaire Damien Cole in FAKE Romance? Leaked Contract Exposes Staged Relationship." Serena sat frozen in front of her laptop as the article was splashed across every major gossip site. The article came with a photocopy of the original contract, complete with her signature and Damien's. Bullet points were highlighted in red. "Duration: Three months minimum." "Public appearances required." "Emotional intimacy not guaranteed."

"You like how I’m tasting every bit of you?" "Yes! Fuck, yes!" I screamed, my hips bucking instinctively. I was so close—so agonizingly close to that peak I’d only ever read about in those spicy paperbacks romance books Jenna usually made fun of. My body felt like a live wire, dancing with a voltage I couldn't contain. Just as the first waves of a climax began to ripple through my core, Matt pulled back again. He looked up at me, his face glistening, his eyes dark with a wicked, taunting grin.