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Even while she undressed, standing in front of me with that same over confident smirk, touching herself that usually turns me on. Although she was underneath me. She made all the right sounds, even as my fully erected dick thrusted to her wet pussy. Her hands clutched my abs like she thought she could keep me there if she just moaned louder. I shouldn't have called her here. Shit. I still kept thrusting with the assurance that maybe she would take the urge off. I thought it was just my high libido that I was controlling with certainity it would work. That all I needed was a hard sex and scotch drink. Leona was just a pawn in my skin. I could just have her as an extra.

Just as I said the last thing I felt my legs fail me and my body began to convulse and my mind was in shock along with my racing heart, massaging my breasts and smiling as he nibbled on my neck. —I'll tell my parents we'll leave early if you want. Dad left without saying anything so..... —It's ok. My body couldn't take it anymore, I didn't see it coming, I was in shock, so much that I had even forgotten what I planned to do when I was with Lucas' family, instead I ended up having sex with his father in the men's restrooms, yes, I was so clueless that I didn't realize I was in the wrong restrooms "and how the fuck would I know what the sign outside said, at least they would have put figures l

Chapter 22 “The Library” POV Ayesha. I wonder to the library and find some books on sex. It talks about the different sexual organs males and females have and explains how sex works and the different sexual positions. I get hot and bothered by the pictures and freak out at the same time.

They were both impressed that I have already published a half dozen books that have been fairly successful. “I love the Erotic Wizard book you wrote,” Fiona purred. It amazed me that she had already read one of my books. “I get aroused every time I think about those steamy sex scenes you described,” she announced openly. There was a short silence that followed and Franny was grinning broadly when I glanced over at her.

I didn't want him to end this hot day so quickly, no matter how many times I climaxed. We continue to pursue his satisfaction by giving me a delicious taste, just like what I felt during a one-night stand. My head feels very dizzy, I feel the cold floor with my hands but feel the warmth and scent of someone's body, which makes me very calm. I rest my head on his chest, hugging his waist tightly. I realized my still naked self was in the lap of a teenage boy in trousers and the warm embrace of someone who was my enemy who just had hot sex with me during the day and in the student toilet!!

He soon cummed. Meanwhile what started as normal sex soon took a wild turn in the hotel 's bedroom. Nikhil couldn't control himself. He became wild and started slapping Sunna hard on her butt that even left marks of his hands on her ass. He pulled her hair tightly while sex and kept on pounding her so hard that she fainted from exhaustion. He also had marks on her fingers all over his back and shoulders . He finished inside her despite knowing the fact he wasn't wearing a condom and she could get pregnant but the thought of sowing his seed inside such a beautiful woman was extremely exciting for him.

He slid the book across the desk toward me. “Read.” I glanced down. The title was unfamiliar. But the image on the cover made my throat dry. A woman on her knees, blindfolded, arms behind her back. Submission. Captivity. Pleasure. “I—what is this?” “A test.” I hesitated, then opened the book. I started reading. It was graphic from the start. No gentle build-up. Just hot skin, whispered commands, legs spread, lips parted, wet tongues, whimpers, begging. The words tasted strange in my mouth. Heavy. Vulgar. But I read them anyway.

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

Ariel Mark stood in the doorway, his keys still clutched in a trembling hand, his face draining of color until he looked like a ghost. His eyes scanned the room, taking in the scene: the LED lights casting a glow over the rumpled bedsheets, the heavy scent of sex and four bodies tangled in a display of raw, unapologetic sin. Jax was buried between my legs, his tongue flicking my clit and running through my middle of my lips like eating me out was necessary for his hunger and survival, while Dante was under me, his massive frame silhouetted against the dark headboard.

Chapter – 0002 Lila POV I walked into the lecture hall for my required Intro to Erotic Literature seminar with my thighs still sore from last night and my mind a complete mess. The campus was buzzing with first-day energy students laughing, comparing schedules, flirting shamelessly but all I could think about was Damon’s thick cock stretching me open in that dark art studio. The way he hadn’t pulled out even after the mask slipped. The way he’d thrust one last time while I came around him like a desperate whore.