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My secret words and my filthy thoughts. Heat flooded my face. I suddenly wanted the ground to open up and swallow me. “I…I attached the wrong file,” I whispered, voice cracking. “It was never meant for anyone.” He stepped closer. Close enough that I felt the faint heat of his body. “Yet you described everything with such precision. The way my voice would sound against your ears, how my fingers would feel sliding underneath your skirt while you tried so desperately to maintain your composure.” His gaze dropped to my mouth, then lower, tracing the rapid rise of my chest. “Does writing those scenes excite you, Freya Laurent? Did your body respond while you imagined me fucking you in this very o

" She laughs, low, and leads me inside, her hips swaying just enough to catch my eye. I clench my fists, forcing myself to look at the city skyline twinkling outside the windows. We sit, the table a fragile barrier between us, plates of asparagus and roasted lamb steaming in the candlelight. The wine is robust, a deep red that stains her lips when she drinks. "So, AURORA PRESS," she says, leaning forward, her blouse dipping to show a hint of cleavage. "Erotica and literary fiction. Brave choice, Victor." Her tone is inquiring, but her eyes have a spark, a challenge. I nod, my throat tight. "I think I'm done with just Philosophy and lecture halls. I should start aiming to print erotic stories

I removed my hand and she let out a gasp . I let go off her nipple and started to suck on my fingers which were dripping with her juices while she looked at me . I took my middle finger to her lips and she opened up immediately. The sight of her sucking and licking her juices from my finger was turning me on even more. I allowed her finish before taking off the shorts I had on quickly . My dick was hard as a rock and fully erect . Clara looked at it,she looked amazed by the sight of it. I got up and walked to the front of the bed signalling for her to climb .

I say, completely bemused . “Yeah, but it’s not like that. This one’s for couples, not seedy old men.” If he wasn’t so devilishly handsome and sexy, I would run and not look back. Staring into the shop window I frown, and then, for some weird reason, I lead the way inside. My jaw snaps open. Now, I’m not really a sex addict, and I do have quite the healthy interest in sex and erotica, but I’m pretty sure that some of the items displayed on the shelf would make even Christian Grey from fifty shades trilogy blush.

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“Yes. Exactly like that.” His erection pulsed, pressing painfully against his zipper. His eyes roamed over her shamelessly, devouring the sight of her spread open. He had asked for this under the pretense of art, but nothing about the look in his eyes was detached or professional. It was raw. Hungry. Lena shifted slightly, and the movement only made things worse. Damien’s gaze locked onto her core, and she felt goosebumps rise all over her skin. Her body betrayed her, wetness began to gather, subtle but visible, glistening faintly in the soft light.

I answered, my voice frail, my body desperate. "Fucking you is all I think about." My breath clenched, my clit twitched painfully. I saw his face contort into something darker, he wanted me badly, just as much as I wanted him. I can't be a good girl anymore, not when these devilish eyes are staring back at me. "Then do it, claim me Frederico, fuck me, make me yours."

"Don't be embarrassed, sweetheart. It's just biology." I left the room, my entire body humming with adrenaline and lust. That was my phase two. Trying to normalise it. Making sure to imply that it was our shared secrets. I wouldn't want any backing out. That afternoon, I came home early. I went straight to his laptop. This time, I didn't just look at history. I opened the Literotica website to a specific story *"Auntie's Obedience School"* and left the browser open on his screen. Then I went to my room, changed into a casual sun dress, and waited.