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“It’s you I want, Leo.” He didn’t respond to her, just leaned down and captured her mouth in a single breath. The kiss was hungry and nothing like the chaste pecks that Arthur offered. This one was what she yearned for... Harsh, demanding, hungry, and everything in between. It was all here in this single moment that their tongues entwined with each other. She moaned, her hands fisting in his t-shirt and pulling him closer, arching her body to press her lithe one into his body. She wanted to merge their bodies together, and her body ignited with a fire she hadn’t known existed as his hungry mouth trailed down and sucked on the soft spot of her neck.

she chirped, clicking play. As the story unfolded, with its sweeping landscapes and tense romantic dialogue, she felt herself being drawn in. Then came the first intimate scene. It was artfully shot, but raw and passionate. A slow, warm flush began to spread through her body, a familiar ache of arousal coiling deep in her belly.

he interrupted. “Stop following me Jax,” I commanded establishing my authority changing the conversation because at the end of the day he was just a massive fan of mine. “No, I want recommendations on books, preferably the slow burns with two people trying to fight their connection when they were soulmates from the moment they met but they were blind.” I know what he was doing. He was trying to describe our romance but ours was a tragedy, not a romance in my books anyway. I huffed annoyed and played his game, by saying “I would recommend Birthday Girl by Penelo-“

His hands pulled me closer, his kisses hungry as he straddled my legs, pinning me to the couch. I ran my hands up under his shirt, feeling his muscles tighten under my fingertips. He sat up, and pulled his shirt over his head, his muscles flexing as the fabric left his body. I wanted to touch him everywhere, to taste every inch of his skin. I pulled him back down against me, my lips open and waiting for him. He pressed his body against mine, his skin hot against the thin fabric of my undershirt. He moved his kisses down my neck, nibbling gently on the sensitive skin of my throat and collarbone. My hips arched up into him, feeling him harden against me.

I placed my face against hers then kissed her cheek, feeling the softness of her skin and inhaling her sweet scent. “I want to make tonight special for you,” I said in her ear and moved my arms downward then held her hips. “I want to worship you tonight. I want to make you feel needed. Tonight is our wedding night, and you deserve one from a fairytale book. I will make you mine tonight. Let us pretend to be lovers for tonight, baby… Let me make love to you.”

“Tell me how much you love my cock against yours.” “I love it,” I gasped. “Thick and hard and sliding all over me. Makes me want you inside again.” He groaned, hips snapping. “Soon. But right now I want to watch you come apart.” “Come on, Riley. Give it to me.” His voice was pure command, pushing me right to the edge. “Fuck… Jax!” I came hard, shooting across my own abs and his hand. He followed right after, adding to the mess.

He spread her pussy lips widely, then proceeded to line them with his fingers, up and down, up and down. “I love it.” Her voice was barely hers. Hot waves of pleasure rippled through her body, threatening to ruin her if she let him go further with his slow, sweet torture, but she didn’t care at this point. She was ready for the ruins that would follow after he fucked her with his damn fingers. “Oh, goodness, I love this.” Julian pumped his fingers in a sweet rhythm, her wetness coating them. The slippery sounds his fingers made as he fucked her drove him insane. He hurriedly yanked down his slacks when his erection almost tore the poor material of the fabric.

Her brother, thankfully, was out with friends—some last-minute poker night. Good. She padded into the living room, heading straight for the bookshelf Adrian always hovered around. His collection was huge, but it was the bottom shelf she wanted—dark red spines, old bindings. Erotica, classic and poetic. She’d seen the way his eyes lingered on those books when he thought no one was watching. Her fingers brushed one of the worn covers: Venus in Furs. She smirked. Just as she was settling onto the couch with it—tucked into the far corner, legs curled beneath her—she heard a door open.

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He kissed me on the lips towards my neck while his hand was on my breast and licked it, of all the times I had sex with other boys, you can only set my body into fire and felt a strange warmth in my body, Fabian kissed me neck and sucked it a bit so I moaned, his kiss went down to my shoulders and chest so I slowly lay down while fabian was still kissing me down, he stopped in the middle of my thigh he did not think twice to lick it and suck it over and over again. He inserted his tongue and twisted it I felt the itch so I just moaned loudly because of pleasure. I could not imagined that this is happening now gosh it’s my dream to have sex with him. I was bent down while Fabian is thrusting