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"Whatever happened to love each other first then... then doing the deed after. Is everyone after physical contact only these days? What about getting to know each other first? Chivalry? Romantic date?" I sighed and stopped spinning, facing my laptop and visiting a bookstore's site to see what books sell. Ah, of course, my book wouldn't be in the top 10, and I didn't hope so; what's staring back at me is the top 10 best-selling books for the week, where five of ten are Erotic Romance books. "And I thought my company wouldn't be like other companies who are after profit; I was wrong. Then again, business is business."

The sun is very hot out here so I pick up some lotion and rub it on my body so as not to get burnt and look like a cooked lobster in the end! I don't have emails so I just play a game for a while and when I get bored of that i put my tablet away and pick up my romance novel i was reading. Half way through the book though I drift away into a peaceful slumber. After spending an hour or so in the water Conor comes back and puts his cold hands on my body making me heal up. "What the hell Conor??" I yell at him and he only smirks smugly with an innocent face!.....devil!

It hit the internet like wildfire. By dawn, the entire city was buzzing about the headline: "Billionaire Damien Cole in FAKE Romance? Leaked Contract Exposes Staged Relationship." Serena sat frozen in front of her laptop as the article was splashed across every major gossip site. The article came with a photocopy of the original contract, complete with her signature and Damien's. Bullet points were highlighted in red. "Duration: Three months minimum." "Public appearances required." "Emotional intimacy not guaranteed."

He pumped his fingers in and out, his thumb still working her clit, building a coil of pleasure so tight she thought it would break her. “Please,” she begged, the word foreign on her usually composed tongue. “I need your cock. Now.” A dark, satisfied smile touched his lips. He withdrew his fingers, and she whimpered at the loss. He turned her around, pressing her front against the cool shelves. The ancient, powerful books watched them, silent witnesses. He pushed his robes aside, freeing his cock. It was as imposing as the rest of him, thick and long, the head flushed a deep, angry red. He rubbed the tip through her slick folds, coating himself in her wetness, and the sensation was so good s

He asked me, propping himself up on his hand. “Yeah, much better,” I whispered, not wanting to break this moment between us. Placing another of those soft kisses he sat up and said, “I’m going to change.” . . A Gupta . Have you checked out my other books? If you're new, do check out my books. They all are completed and are dark romance with twisted heroes that will make you hate them but by the end of the book you'll fall for them still!! You can start with, Bride To Be and Saved By The Devil.

I sat back, exhausted and surveying the sight in front of me. Just when I thought things couldn’t get any more erotic, Sarah moved down the bed and dropped her face to her friend’s chest, licking my come off them, before tracing her tongue up to her face and collecting my come there too. Then, they joined in a come soaked french kiss, swapping my cream between each other. Sarah looked up at me as she swallowed my come. “I’m thinking you’re likely to be out of action for a while.” She said. “Why don’t you sit back and relax for a moment.” With that she returned to her friend and kissed her again long and hard, Sarah sliding a hand down Katie’s body before sliding her hand between her legs and

He reached for one of the books on the floor, picked up the thick literature textbook, and pressed it between my teeth. “Bite down,” he ordered. “And take this dick like a good girl.” I bit the book hard as he fucked me even harder. His hips slapped loudly against my ass. One hand gripped my hip, the other reached around to rub my clit fast and rough. I came hard — screaming into the book, my pussy clenching and pulsing around his thick cock as waves of pleasure crashed through me. He didn’t slow down. He kept pounding me, spanking my ass between thrusts, leaving more red marks on my skin.

Perfect. As I flipped through the chapters, the story heated up fast. The protagonist, a shy librarian much like me, was cornered in the stacks by a dominant stranger. His hands roamed her body without mercy, fingers teasing her nipples until they ached, then dipping lower to claim her wetness. I shifted on the couch, feeling that familiar tingle between my legs. God, why did these books always get me so worked up? My thighs pressed together instinctively, seeking friction.

His fingers moved up and down as we shared another long kiss. He broke from the kiss, and looked down at my body, seemingly for the first time. His hands ventured upward under my shirt, touching the bottoms of my breasts through the lacy bra that encased them. His eyes met mine again, a look of desire consuming him, before closing them and leaning back in. The door to the conference room opened. The librarian poked her head in. "Another group has reserved this room, so you students will have to find some other place to make out."

“You aren’t interested in Joe Schmo. You aren’t interested in what normal men have to offer you.” She steps closer. “I can see it. I can feel it.” She smiles again, and I’m not sure why, but my stomach and clit both react. They flinch under her intensity. Under the wildcat I can sense roving around in her. Used to hunting. “And I know how difficult it can be to get your needs met, you know?” The woman licks her lips. Not at me, but at something she’s thinking. “I know what it’s like to have different tastes. Exotic desires for things. Things not everybody is willing to give you.” She pauses, obviously