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I stammered. “I see.” He smirked and continued walking. “So what do you think of erotic books? Do they convey the messages purely like movies do? The expressions, the feelings… everything.” I gulped. “It all comes down to how good the writer is.” I said, trying to steady my voice. “I most times prefer to read erotic books instead of watching erotic movies. “Interesting,” he smiled. “We really do have a lot in common.” “Do you get the urge to do it when you read them?” he continued.

She came again, gripping his hair. He stood, freed his massive cock, and lifted her onto a low table. “Tell me to stop.” “Don’t stop,” she whispered. He thrust in deep, stretching her perfectly. Elena cried out as he fucked her hard and fast against the books. The wet sounds of their joining filled the library. He sucked on her breasts through the uniform, leaving wet marks. When he came, he buried himself to the hilt and flooded her pussy. After that night, their secret affair consumed them.

Vicky’s fingers trailed lazily down my stomach, circling my navel before dipping lower to tease the still-swollen lips of my pussy. We were both drenched with sweat, and cum, the lingering slick from the double dildo now discarded on the nightstand. The room smelled thickly of sex— musky arousal, her jasmine perfume, and mine. Afternoon had bled into early evening, the light soft and golden through the half-closed blinds. She kissed the corner of my mouth, then whispered hot against my ear, “You said next time you wanted my fist. I’m not waiting for next time.”

I felt impossibly stuffed, every nerve ending screaming with dark pleasure. They began to move. Damien thrust up into my pussy while Lucas drove into my ass from behind. The rhythm built into something punishing. My body rocked between them, breasts bouncing, skin slapping loudly against skin. Sweat slicked our bodies. The air grew thick with the scent of sex : musk, arousal, and raw lust. I could hear my own broken moans mixing with their low groans. Every thrust sent jolts through me. The friction was exquisite. Overwhelming.

⚠️ MATURE AUDIENCE ADVISORY This book contains explicit sexual content, graphic language, and themes intended for mature readers only. By proceeding, you acknowledge that you are 18 years of age or older. Reader discretion is strongly advised. *********** Unlock the door to your darkest fantasies and prepare to lose control. Illicit Affair is an erotic journey where the rules don't apply and inhibition is left at the threshold. From stolen glances in crowded rooms to the slow, agonizing burn of secret encounters, these stories are crafted to push every boundary and satisfy your deepest, most primal cravings.

The rain at Siren's Point picks up and Aiden takes his fingers out of my core. My insides pulse from the excitement of orgasm. I've had sex before with Jaxson Miles. I was bored with him in bed and had to read sexy erotic novels to get myself going. Aiden's fingering and kissing me is more arousing than any sex I've had before. If he's this good with his hands, I wonder how good he'd be in bed with his body thrusting against mine.

Ric lay on top of my body, making me feel his full weight. ― Are you OK love? Are you feeling something? I hurt you? His voice had a worried tone. ― I'm great. Writing about sex is very different from reality. —Write about sex? So that's what you write? He looked surprised. —You got me.— I felt my face burn with embarrassment, and to make matters worse, he blackmailed me by asking me to show him my erotic books. I promised I would show it on one condition. — I promise if you eat me on all fours.

His dick, already hard again, nudged against her entrance. "This is where you sign for rare books," he said, lining himself up. "Now you'll sign for this." He thrust back into her soaked channel, seating himself fully with one smooth motion. The position was deep, invasive. From here, he could see the entire library spread out before them, the rows of tables, the silent aisles. He fucked her slowly this time, with long, claiming strokes that filled her utterly. Each movement pushed her body forward on the desk, her palms slipping on the polished surface.

ONE; SEX PARTY pushed open the heavy wooden door of the sprawling frat house, and the assault hit me instantly—a thick, humid wall of sweat, musk, and the sharp, unmistakable tang of fresh cum. The electronic bass throbbed through the floorboards and up my legs like a second heartbeat, but it was drowned out by the symphony of guttural grunts, broken moans, high-pitched whimpers, the relentless wet slap of flesh on flesh, and the occasional raw, desperate cry of “fuck me harder” or “don’t stop, I’m coming again.”

" I quickly did as he said, feeling a ripple of ecstasy wash through me. "Slide your finger though your pussy, getting just enough of that hot wetness to make it feel like silk when you touch your clit." I did so again, my body was on fire. "Fuck Aiden, my body is on fire." "As it should." "You wish you had a cock in your mouth now, don't you Valerie? "You want to suck on a cock so bad." "You want to make it hard, and hard, and hard." "Do you want all that delicious spunk to jet into your hot, eager mouth."