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she gasped. He started fucking her hard and deep, the bookshelf rattling softly with every thrust. Skin slapped against skin. The wet sounds of his cock slamming into her dripping pussy echoed down the aisle. “That’s right, you filthy little exhibitionist,” he growled, spanking her ass. “Take this stranger’s cock in the middle of the library. Your pussy is creaming so much it’s dripping down your thighs. Anyone could walk around the corner and see you getting fucked like a cheap whore.”

"I read...a dozen? They gave me too much anxiety. Too much will-they-won't-they, back-and-forth business. Too personal, too high stakes, too real for me to actually relax and read." "Huh." Lumen blinked a few times then looked at Aspen. "I don't know what to say to that." "I'd want to know what he's reading," Aspen said. Lumen snapped. "Right? What were the titles?" "Was it that Fifty Shades book?" Aspen asked. "No, not Fifty Shades. I only read half of that one before my copy got destroyed. That was one I didn't get into." He shrugged. "I prefer the ones where it switches perspectives."

"Come in, Sarah. Close it behind you." I swallowed hard and stepped inside. "I am quitting, Mr. Blackwood. What happened last night was a mistake. A huge fucking mistake. Here is my letter." I tossed the paper on his desk. He did not even glance at it. Instead, he leaned back in his big leather chair and turned his computer screen toward me. My face went pale. There I was on the video, bent over his desk, screaming his name while he fucked me raw from behind. The sound was on. My own moans filled the room, loud and desperate.

"Only three we could trace, five are still in open. But the search is going on and these five aren't really dangerous. So there's no hurry." "You should have told me." I scolded, turning back to my phone. Still a little pissed on him and his previous choice of girlfriend. Well, at least he upgraded! "Are you angry on me?" He asked, coming closer to me. I shrugged in response. He peeked through my shoulder to see what I was doing. "Is that the book app which you're extremely addicted to?" I nodded my head. "What's the name?" "Don’t want to tell." "Ugh. Fine. Can you read 50 Shades of Grey on it?" He asked, looking intently as I surfed through the What's Hot list.

“Spread you legs open, I want to see you. Sudan muttered Zach did as he was commanded and Sudan pinched his nipples, hard as he let out a cry. He pinched his nipples before he grazed his hand over the head of Zach’s cock pressing his thumb slightly into the slit at the head of it and bringing the finger to his mouth, tasting him and staring into his eyes . ‎“You’re beautiful like this— bare, raw, exposed and ass twitching, inviting me home”, Sudan muttered, almost to himself, though he knew every word sank straight into Zack's raw, exposed core. “Tied up. Helpless. Aching. Just perfect.”

“I plan on keeping you happy like this sweetheart. Seeing you this happy I can’t describe the feelings that go on inside me every time I see that smile on your face.” “Oh, how sweet of you.” “As it says in that ‘Fifty Shades of Grey’ book we aim to please Miss. Blakemoore.” Wait, What? “You’ve read that book?” This just got interesting. “Not just read baby, I’ve watched the movies too, learned a thing or two from it too but I promise I won’t show you unless you are ready.” “How chivalrous of you, I didn’t expect for you to pick up a smut book like that to read.”

BEFORE READING: This book contains 98% explicit sexual content and is intended for a mature audience seeking hot, steamy, raw, and uncensored MM fiction. DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction. All characters, places, events, actions, businesses, and incidents depicted in this story are entirely imaginary and do not reflect the experiences, beliefs, or actions of the author. Any resemblance to real persons, living or deceased, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters in this book are 18 years or older, and all sexual encounters are fully consensual.

That was it! I looked at the necktie in my hand and shook my head. Goodness! Why was I thinking a lewd thing? Ugh! This was the Fifty Shades of Grey’s fault. I actually watched it last night, again. And Kristoff’s necktie was the same color as Christian Grey. The famous necktie on the book’s cover! I swallowed the lump on my throat while still looking at the necktie. “Are you just going to stare on my tie? Time is running. I’ve been waiting, Belle.” I looked up right away upon hearing his voice.

''I'm pretty sure there's a lot of things you don't know about me too,'' I mutter, picking up one book from the shelve. Elia breathes out, ''Of course. I don't know you but I'm guessing you don't even like political issues.'' Then, I roll my eyes—putting the book back down. I look at him, seeing that he has a playful smile on his face; showing how he's just fooling around. ''You caught me,'' I walk towards the Romance section; looking at the books that isn't too cliché or too cheesy. As he stops beside me, he picks up a book that I didn't seem to realise earlier, Fifty Shades of Grey which makes my eyes widen before laughing, ''You have a bad taste in books,'' I say, looking at a book called