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I got out a dense packed book and quickly went back to Reuben in bed. He looked confused and disheveled; his inquisitive gaze fell on the book in my hand. He asked, "What is that?" I, in turn, proudly presented it to him, "Lo and behold Your Highness, this right here in my hand is the 5th popular limited edition of Busty Asian Babes. I heard it is so stimulating that you can release at any time." Reuben with book in hand, "..........."

Cara By the time I got to Jenny’s apartment, I was already typing a message to Ethan on my phone. Ethan was my gay best friend, the one who always knew exactly what to say when things got messy. I typed fast, my fingers shaking a little. “Ethan, you are not going to believe this. Noah has never touched me once. Not a single time. I am walking around like I am some kind of awkward date who does not know how to flirt. Three months and nothing. What do you think is wrong with him?”

I turn around to meet his chest, and naughtily grabs his balls, "They're soft too." He groans when I cup them, "Don't do it. I still want kids." I ignore his warning and let them roll on my palm, just playing with them like they're two big marbles, "Gay dads are so hot." "Yeah?" "The whole thing about being masculine and sexy but you can't get your hands on them, or the fact they'll never be interested in you, makes them soooo much hotter." Then I realise he's semi-hard, again. But this time I'm not wearing make up, or have my hair curled, not even putting on the corset or fuck-me heels so what gives?

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Gabe smiles and nods his head while he stands up and walks out of the restaurant doing the same as the night before, leaving a tip for the waitress The next night As I place his dessert in front of him he looks at me and nods his head. “River, can I ask you another question?” - he asks as I was ready to walk away. “Sure” - I reply but this time I sit in front of him. Gabe looks at me so deeply that intimate me. “What is your favourite book?” - he asks “That’s a tough one. I think I would have to say Second Chance by Peyton Iuga” - I say and he nods his head. I get up and walk away. When I come back from the kitchen he is not there anymore.

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She rocked back and forth on her heels, a nervous smile twitching along her lips. I want to laugh, but I remain professional. I’m supposed to be an expert in all things seduction and sex. I can’t break my cover now. I gently spell out her name before writing my unique yet generic as all h*ll personalized message. After that’s done, I scrawl out my signature, ‘G. Blake’ and close the book once I know the message won’t smear. I slip into the first few pages, a business card, a special bookmark, and a couple of stickers before I place the book in a printed small tote bag. A final touch of an art print of the main characters, and I then finally hand the bag to the reader. Nice and quick. Only ni

Gabe told me as he started towards the bedroom “Fair warning there is only one. I hope that is ok.” Author's note: Follow me on Instagram and facebook for updates on when chapters are posted and new book info Instagram: Dahliaknoxwrites Facebook Dahliaknox writes

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What if he tell on me to mum that i was a femboy at this gay club? This wasnt the first time seeing him here, but right now it feel so off that someone that knew me would be catching me red handedly! I had kept it a secret but i guess it wasnt anymore. When he finally slid onto the stool beside me, his cologne was something musky and expensive I wasn't expecting from him. "Are you going to keep staring, or are you actually going to talk to me?" I purred, tilting my head just enough to let the dim light catch the silver hoop in my eyebrow. I have to let him know i wasnt scared even though i was