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He switches his hand to my waist, gripping tightly as he slams into me, and then he delivers a sharp, loud smack to my ass. “You like that?” he demands, hitting me again. “Yes!” I yell, my hips grinding back against him. “God,” he murmurs against my skin. “You don’t know how many nights I wanted you like this.” His grip shifts again, and with a final hard thrust, he pulls out and lifts me, settling me on his lap as he lays on the bed, facing him. Cowgirl. I grab his shoulders for balance and guide his dick back inside, taking control of the speed. He’s huge, but I want all of him.

I smirked, flipping it open to the first page, 'Snowbound Enemies: A Hate-Fuck Holiday'. Fuck, the title alone had my cock stirring in my sweatpants. As I started reading her words in my deep rumble, her hand casually drifted to my thigh, nails tracing lazy circles. "I stumbled through the blizzard... Jax Coulter, the smug bastard..." Her story poured out, rivals turned sex-enemies, stripping in the cold, brutal hate-fucks in the snow. The dirty banter leaped off the page. "Take it, you thieving bítch, my cock's owning this pússy!" My voice grew rougher with each line, dick thickening painfully against the fabric as I pictured it, her as that fiery Kingston, me as the dominant Coulter, pound

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He licked me through it, slower now, almost soothing, until I was whimpering. then he rose over me. His sweats were shoved down just enough for his cock to spring free ... thick, flushed dark, and leaking at the tip. He stroked himself once, eyes locked on my soaked pussy, then lined up and pushed in with one long, desperate thrust. He buried himself to the hilt with a guttural groan that vibrated through both of us. I was so full I could barely breathe. "Jesus Christ, Isla..." His forehead dropped to mine. "You're so fucking tight."

When she could finally compose herself enough to speak, she said, “I guess I misnamed the creek. It should have been called Toad Creek.” “I like Wolf Creek,” Aiden said with relief. “I know you meant it as an insult, but I find wolves to be powerful and… maybe a little sexy. Wolf Creek is perfect.” “So, you think you’re sexy?” she teased. “Don’t you?” he asked with humor. “Don’t I what...Think I’m sexy?... I know I’m sexy,” she giggled. “Really?” he grinned. “Show me.” He swept her into an embrace that spoke of protection, love, and passion. Their kisses were hungry as they tugged at each other’s clothes to remove them as quickly as possible while continuing to devour each other with t

Her moist pussy, swollen pussy lips and sexy legs made my penis throb. The stair well is warm and clammy from a steam pipe hissing steam as I approached this goddess. The steam made her smooth skin glisten as beads of sweat cascaded down her skin. Her body jumps as I run my hands up her cafes, my breathe is short as I enjoy the feel of her softness.

I was totally exhausted and even though I was officially back in my body, I didn’t bother opening my eyes. I felt Steve pull his cock out of me, and a torrent of cum leaked out of my pussy, running down my leg. Steve stood up and I heard him take a deep breath and pick up his glass of whiskey and coke. “You want your drink, princess?” He asked. “You have it.” I said, I didn’t want to move. “OK. Brady?” “Thanks.” I heard their glasses clink over me and Steve sat back down on the couch. I turned over to lay on my back so I could drape my legs over him but kept my eyes closed.

Too good. I pushed him down on the bed instead of letting him lead. “I am still mad as hell at you,” I told him climbing on top. But I was already wet and aching for it. He guided himself inside me in one smooth push and we both groaned at the same time. I rode him hard rocking my hips fast. His hands gripped my ass spanking me lightly each time I came down making me gasp. “Fuck Vesper you feel so damn good,” he said through his teeth. His voice stayed hoarse and sexy. He sat up and kissed me messy tongues sliding while I kept moving on him. We kept talking over each other the whole time neither one backing down.

But then I heard footsteps behind me, light and cocky, and there he was Jax, my stupid stepbrother, sauntering in like he owned the place in nothing but his boxers, that low-slung waistband doing things it had no right to, his hair all messy from sleep or whatever he'd been doing upstairs. My eyes went straight there, traitor that my body was, and fuck, I felt it immediately that warm rush between my legs, soaking through my shorts like I hadn't just sworn off him a million times. He caught me staring, of course, that smirk spreading slowly across his face as he leaned against the counter, arms crossed, muscles flexing like he knew exactly what he was doing. "Why the cold shoulder, Liv? You'

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