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"I've always been curious but never... acted on it." "Why not?" "Fear, I guess. Of getting hurt or judged." He leaned back, crossing his arms. "Fair but what if it's mutual? What if it's about trust?" We talked for hours, the shop emptying around us. He shared stories….vague at first, then more detailed, of past experiences, always emphasizing consent, communication. It wasn't crude…it was intriguing, like peeking into a world I'd only read about in books. By the time we parted, he'd asked for my number.

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The flight back was a descent into a special kind of hell, a pressurized tube of recycled air and unspoken dread. The silence was not the comfortable, shared quiet of two people who knew each other well. It was the heavy, suffocating silence of a battlefield after the fighting has stopped, a silence filled with the ghosts of what had transpired. Emma sat in her business class seat, staring out the window at the endless expanse of clouds, but she wasn’t seeing the sky. She was seeing Mr. Dubois’s face, feeling his hands on her, tasting his cock in her mouth. She was feeling Mr. Carter’s brutal thrusts from behind, hearing his possessive growls, the sound of his voice as he commanded her to co

Book 1: Daddy’s Bestfriend. Mark Reynolds has wanted Lena for years. Her father’s best friend, freshly divorced and now living in their house, he’s impossible to ignore. Every glance sparks desire she shouldn’t feel. Her best friend envies her. His ex-wife plots, and every risk is hotter than the last—can Lena survive the fire she can’t resist? LENA POV “Fuuuck—ohhh!” I moaned, my back arched against the sheets, fingers slippery as they circled my clit, the vibrator thrumming between my thighs. My free hand pinched a nipple through my thin tank, my breath coming in ragged gasps, the whole bed shaking with my movements.

I managed to just shake my head and meekly replied with a no. She laughed and asked me if I had not seen nude pictures of women in magazines and I said yes I have. She excused herself with a smile and went to get some water for herself. I wanted to leave, I wanted to get back home and jerk my cock off. She came out again and looked at me and her eyes ran down to my crotch which made a visible tent in my shorts still smiling, she asked me not to tell anyone what I had just seen and made me promise I wouldn't utter a word even to my best friend.

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Kate said sharply, taking a swig of her bear. "Of course I will," Jerry replied, whipping out a pack of cards from his pockets. "Truth or Fuck, is truth or dare, but the naughty kind. There are penalty cards if you lie or refuse to perform a dare." "Oh that's a relief," Tally muttered. Layla laughed. "I doubt you'd think that when we start playing. The cards are full of kinky shit." "They're not so bad, though," Lincoln chipped in, trying to breathe even. He was getting incredibly turned on, with his head so close to Layla's inner thighs, and her full heaving tits rising and falling just above him.

“But from now on, there are rules. You will follow them without question.” He put his tablet down. “Rule one: You do not leave this apartment without my permission. Rule two: You will not speak to any reporters. If they approach you, you say ‘no comment’ and walk away. Rule three: You will not touch me unless I invite you to. Rule four: You will not come unless I give you permission. Your pleasure is a reward for good behavior, not a right.” Clara’s eyes widened. He could control that? The idea was both terrifying and strangely exciting.

“Look at you squirming. Begging without words.” I was panting now, hips rocking to meet his fingers despite myself. Pleasure overrode everything, hatred, fear, shame. All I could feel was him. “Please…” The word slipped out before I could stop it. Vincenzo’s eyes darkened with triumph. “Please what, Leo?” I hated myself for it, but the need won. “Fuck me. Just… do it already.” “Good boy.” He pulled his fingers out, leaving me empty and aching. He freed my wrists from the chains only to flip me onto my stomach and yank my hips up. “Ass up. Face down.”

“Please don’t lie. No, please the truth. The girl in the story was you, right?” “Yes.” She was hesitating on telling Jina the truth but Jina pleaded so she couldn’t refuse her and told her the truth. “But how? There are no news about a massive gate like the one you mentioned. Where are you from?” The story she told Jina was incomplete she didn’t tell Jina about her coming out from a gate. And if she told her she knows that Jina will not believe her. Because a person coming out of a gate? Nothing comes out of a gate but monsters.