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I could feel my own fire spread to his body, and his own fire about to engulf him. I let go of the headboard, and then brought him in close, pushing my fingernails into his back. I wanted him, wanted him to feel the same pleasure I was about to feel. I felt him tense up, and as his rhythm changed, our eyes locked again. I could see the pleasure rush through him, and I had tunnel vision as my own pleasure sent a firestorm of pleasure thrashing through my veins. Meteors crashed against the surface of my Earth as I felt his body shudder with release. Our eyes remained locked during the entire experience, and I never felt closer to another person in my life.

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There could be a slip up, I might just mistakenly say something I'd rather not say. One more reason why it was a kind of safe space with Kunle and Sophia. We talk about everything and yet, nothing. "Well, All books, all genres except sad fictions. I don't understand why books would have sad endings. Books like All the bright colors, The fault in our stars, We were liars and co. I hate reading those kind of books. I prefer books like Eleanor and Park, Holding up the Universe, A very large expanse of sea. Generally, light novels that'd just make me smile. A sun is also a star, books with breathtaking ending that'd make you feel things."

For a few minutes, she had enough time to reflect on her short-lived life. "If only I could live inside my novels, I would be happier than I was today." The line went taut. The struggling was no more. The voiceless storyteller has found her salvation with her eyes closed.

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She heard Irene scream in excitement, "what the hell are you guys doing?" "Oh, oh," Tasha and Irene turned to face her, "This is so good, Elle!" Irene ran to her and hugged her, "This is awesome!" "what are you talking about?" She frowned. "The book, who said you can't write romance? This book is so good! I can't even explain it in words," Irene squealed. "You liked it?" Elle smiled at her. "I loved it!" "I didn't know you could write a romance novel," Tasha blinked in surprise. "Dude, it's like you've poured your heart out," Tasha couldn't believe her eyes.

I don't take it for granted, ever. A quick note for anyone who wandered in without the warning up front: this book is adult romance, explicit, and entirely fictional. Everything in these pages — the heat, the tension, the messier feelings, all of it — exists to entertain consenting adult readers who want a story that doesn't fade to black at the good part. If that's you, welcome. You're exactly who I'm writing for.

Damien stayed buried deep inside me, his thick cock stretching me perfectly. The candles around the room flickered faster, as if the air itself was breathing with us. Damien silver eyes glowed brighter in the dim light, almost like moonlight trapped inside them. He didn’t move right away. He just looked down at me, one hand gently brushing hair from my face. “You feel it, don’t you?” he whispered. “The house… it’s alive tonight.” I could only nod. My body felt electric. Every slow pulse of his cock inside me sent ripples of pleasure through my core. It wasn’t just sex. It felt like something older and something hungry.

The new position felt incredibly intimate — his chest pressed to my back, his breath hot on my neck, his silver cross resting against my skin. “Tell me how it feels,” he commanded, nipping at my earlobe. “Tell your priest how good it feels to have his cock inside your sinful cunt over and over again.” “It feels so good, Father. So blissful,” I gasped, my voice breaking. “I feel so full… so dirty… so loved.” He groaned and fucked me harder, one hand squeezing my breast while his other hand rubbed my clit in tight circles. The angle let him hit a new, devastating spot inside me with every thrust.

He continued kissing my neck while teasing my breasts until I was breathing faster and squirming in his lap. Liam, I whispered, my voice trembling with need. He slid one hand between my legs and gently stroked my slick folds. I gasped at the contact. His fingers were warm and confident as they explored me, spreading my wetness and circling my sensitive clit with slow, delicious movements. Does that feel good? he asked, his breath warm against my ear. Yes, I moaned softly. It feels really good. He continued the slow teasing, rubbing my clit in perfect circles while occasionally dipping a finger just inside my entrance. My hips began moving on their own, seeking more pressure. The pleasure bui