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Lila I have no idea how we got here but I'm too horny to think straight. My fingers are fisting his bulge through his pants with our lips merged together. He tastes like vodka and bad decisions. His lips aren't gentle against mine as he cups my face with one arm and fondles my left boob hard with the other. I'm fucking wet, my panties sticking to my pussy. I groan into his mouth, driven insane by the pressure of his lips and fingers. My body dying with pain and pleasure as he pinches my nipple. His fingers leave my face and he settles them quick in my skirt. He wastes no time to have them in my panties already. A tremor courses through my entire being when he does. It's so much different fro

I WOKE UP AS A CHARACTER IN MY EROTICA STORY 2 His mouth claimed mine like he owned it. Like he owned me—his fucking creator. His tongue pushed past my lips, tasting me, dominating me. A broken moan escaped my throat. I had written this exact kiss so many times, but feeling it — the scrape of his stubble, the raw hunger, the way he bit my lower lip — was overwhelming. My resistance was crumbling faster than I could process.

Fabric fell open, showing off the flushed curve of my tit, skin all warm and waiting for trouble. He dragged in a breath, sharp and ragged, his knuckles blanching where they gripped the chair. "Elara." It came out broken, like he'd scraped it over broken glass, and I could feel his control cracking, splintering right down the middle. I scooted closer, my lips ghosting his ear, breath hot as I murmured, "I've gotten off to you so many nights. Picturing you manhandling me right here, bending me over and wrecking me for being your filthy little cocktease." My palm skimmed his thigh, soaking up the scorch through his pants, that massive ridge pulsing under the zipper like it had a heartbeat of i

I was still draped over Nick’s chest, limp and glowing, every muscle humming from the way they’d just wrecked me. Their cum leaked slowly and warmly down my thighs, thick and sticky, a filthy reminder of how thoroughly they’d claimed me on this throne. The fairy lights twinkled lazily above us, casting red and green shadows over sweat-slick skin, the grotto still heavy with the scent of sex and pine. Marcus’s fingers traced lazy, filthy circles on my inner thigh, teasing higher each time, brushing the sticky mess between my legs. When he grazed my swollen clit, I jolted with an oversensitive gasp, hips twitching.

Carina lay in bed, her body already aroused from the hours she had spent reading the erotic novel she had recently brought. Feeling the dampness between her thighs as she read the passionate sex between the leads, she closed her eyes and let out a soft moan imagining what it would be like to be the female lead. She ended the book at the point where the male lead let out a lewd growl as he cummed inside the female lead’s hole.

Not like I cared anymore,her subtle invitation had sent waves down my spine and I wasn't going to stop this time. I picked her up and set her on the conference table, hurriedly throwing off the paper files on it to the ground. I set her down on the table, her body beneath mine. I took advantage of the little slit on her skirt and ripped it off, along with her panties. “You're so beautiful Tory, every inch of you is” I set my head down on her pussy and gave the clits a teasing lick, her soft moan was the response to me, and I continued, increasing my pace as she circled her waist beneath

You must read, so you'll know what we know. Loving books as she did, Madeleine had soon forgotten her disappointment. The private library was a wondrous hoard of knowledge, and as arousing in its way as the long, shared hours of yesterday. Each book was a classic of pornography. As she read — and read and read and read - Madeleine soon grew both learned and fevered. Every picture seemed to remind her of the touch of Delrina’s lips, or the way Laurelina’s fingertips could seek out, and find, the most discreet and receptive of pleasure-nodes, then tantalise them to the very edge of madness. Every line or paragraph of uncensored prose seemed to conjure up the taste of Nadia’s sweat.

Hey beautiful people, Just a warning. This book is an erotica, which means 18+, so if you are uncomfortable with sex and adult stuff, please don’t read my books. But if you are a nymphomaniac like me, go ahead ;) Also guys, for the better understanding of the stories, I’d also like to give you the order in which the books should be read: 1)Nathaniel Lachlan 2)Aaron Riverwood 3)Landon Chambers 4)Danika Williams