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I wаѕ, but not fоr thе rеаѕоn they thоught. THE END Thank you for joining me on this intense journey through Lost in Lust.️ If you enjoyed this story, I invite you to explore my other novel, “Wild Pleasure”️ A very sexual erotic novel. Nuzel.

he groaned, gripping my hips as he started pounding. Each thrust slammed deep, balls slapping my clit, the desk creaking under us. I could feel every inch, every vein dragging along my walls. “Harder,” I gasped. “Fuck me like you mean it. Own this pussy.” Roman snarled and gave it to me, hips snapping faster, one hand reaching around to rub my clit while the other fisted my hair. “Like this? You love taking my cock at work, don’t you? Greedy little slut for your boss.”

I needed to cut her off. "Look, they're doing the walking around the fire thing." She said. I hummed non committal. "I read about it in this book by Drethi Anis. Five thousand nights of obsession. The book was so good." "You read?" I asked. I had never seen any book in her apartment or caught her with a book. "Yes." She blushed, then quietly. "Romance books." "You don't strike me as the romance type." I looked at her intently. "Is it one of those raunchy books with shirtless men carrying scabbards on the cover."

“Still want some? He asked. His deep baritone voice echoed through the room. My thighs trembled. I could feel the wetness flooding between my legs. My legs weakened, melting under his intense stare. In an instant, he swept me off my feet, placing me on the counter as he drew closer, sniffling me. He was all I wanted. My mind drifted to my boyfriend, he was too old to satiate my desires. I could easily be mistaken as an s*x freak, and he couldn’t handle the passion and fantasy burning within me, but with this stranger, his tantalizing touch awakened a hunger I couldn’t ignore. My thoughts spiraled the moment his lips lunged onto my skin. The softness and wetness of his mouth got me dripping e

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.

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I am yours, I breathed, my hands sliding beneath his suit jacket, pressing flat against the burning, muscular breadth of his back. His dark eyes snapped, the last fragile thread of his restraint shattering completely. Adrian claimed my mouth in a kiss that was pure, possessive ruin. It wasn't gentle, nor was it meant to comfort me. It was desperate, demanding, and filthy, tasting of dark promises, blood, and absolute authority. His tongue invaded my mouth, plundering every inch of me while his free hand slid down my spine, cupping my rear through the fabric of my dress and lifting me up off the ground to seat me firmly over his thigh.

"You want a puppet who'll nod and smile. However, now the puppet's strings are cut, and you're freaking out." Francis' expression turned icy. "I'm not freaking out." "Then why switch my meds?" I asked, a challenge. "You're terrified. Terrified that without those drugs, I'll realize I don't love…" His response was to kiss me, a fierce, angry kiss. I fought back, but he held me by the nape of my neck, deepening the kiss until the metallic taste of blood filled my mouth. He had bitten my lip. It was a kiss unlike any other in the ten years I had known him, fueled by both lust and a need to punish.

The paper fell away, revealing an old leather-bound volume, its cover embossed with faded gold lettering in a language that looked like a mix of Latin and something far older. “Tah — Rituals of the Eternal Flame and Flesh.” A sex god. Not just any fertility deity — a lost god of desire, ecstasy, and carnal dominion. The dealer’s notes had been vague, but the title alone sent heat rushing through me. I opened the book carefully. The pages were thick vellum, illuminated with intricate drawings of a towering male figure with glowing eyes, surrounded by writhing bodies in states of rapturous abandon. As I turned the first page, a faint warmth spread through the room. The watching feeling returne

The friction on her clit felt so good she almost came right there. Professor Kane broke the kiss and looked down at her. His eyes were dark with lust. “Sit on the desk.” Sara did as he said, hopping up so her ass rested on the wooden surface. He pushed her skirt up to her waist and hooked his fingers into her panties. He pulled them down her legs and tossed them aside. Now she was bare in front of him. Cool air hit her hot, wet pussy, making her shiver. He dropped to his knees between her spread thighs. Sara’s heart raced. She looked down and watched as he leaned in. His breath brushed over her sensitive skin first, warm and teasing. Then his tongue licked a long, slow stripe from her entran