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“Everything about you tells me you’ve had hot, sexy, toe-curling sex. You’ve got a flush to your cheeks that won’t go away, and your lips look plumper than normal, probably from all the making out you’ve been doing. And to your second comment, Jude flirts with everyone. I’m nothing special. He would not be buying me a Chanel bag.” I sigh, deciding that since she’s already onto me, I might as well not lie to her. “The sex with Cal is incredible. It’s new…like, today was the first time new.” Charlotte’s perfectly lined lips spread into a smile. “Good for you for not letting your stupid ex get in the way of having mind-blowing sex with Callahan Hastings. I want to know all the juicy details. “

feel. Sloane trembled against him, her hips instinctively moving in his hands, her breathing growing more ragged as Lennox's fingers slid across her breasts, discovering, gently caressing, until the softness of the touch and the certainty in his fingertips created such a perfect balance she forgot to breathe.

The rug was a lost cause, and so was I. Ava traced lazy circles on my stomach. “Still catching the morning train?” I laughed, raw. “Changed my plans. Indefinitely.” Ethan pressed a kiss to my shoulder. “Good. We’re just warming up.” Liam’s hand slid between my thighs, teasing. “Chapter two starts at dawn.” I closed my eyes, sated and aching and already wet again. The lodge smelled of sex and pine and possibility. Outside, the mountain stood silent. Inside, three bodies curled closer, ready to write the next scene on my skin.

Don Mohzarov wanted that wedding to happen, and I couldn’t take Svetlana’s dreams away because obviously… she’d already fallen for him. My hands flew to his wrists, trying to pull him away from me. “Don’t ruin something good because of me.” “I hate when you talk like this.” Then he’d hate me forever because that was all I was going to keep talking about. I needed more than just him touching me. Something… passionate, you know? Not just a few words that’ll make me strip for the moment, and I’d be forgotten by morning. If it wasn’t raw, exciting, and long-lasting, then I didn’t want it. Being the second option was like letting history repeat itself.

Her eyes red, she tried to sound generous as she said, "Felix, don't you love me the most? Are you really going to blame me for this? I'm your only public girlfriend; everyone expects you to marry me. I'm upset, Felix. I'm the one who's been by your side. Why would you need a substitute who looks just like me? You can't love anyone else—only me!" She thought her tantrum would make Felix apologize and comfort her. But Felix's gaze turned icy with fury, the killing intent practically radiating off of him. He only relaxed when he saw me open my eyes. The three followers, seeing the tension, quickly jumped in. "Mr. Palmer, Darcy is your true love. Everyone else is just a passing fling. You shoul

I gently graze his lips with mine, wetting them with my gentle kiss. He places his hands upon the small of my back and pulls me in closer, kissing me back with a soft and warm passion. His lips and tongue dance with mine—sending spasms of lust spiralling through my core. This first kiss feels so amazing—sensual, passionate, and delicately sexy. The expensive scent of his cologne only further spikes my desire for him. He smells so manly and clean.

“Answer me, Rose.” “Yes.” The word hissed out of her lips, husky and warm, making me iron hard as my cock tried to get out of my pants and fuck her then and there. . . A. Gupta Check out my other books: CAGED- A Dark Billionaire Captive Romance BRIDE TO BE. TWISTED MARRIAGE - A DARK MMF Mafia Romance His Broken Princess His Steel Princess All my books are dark with anti heroes and erôtica. All books are completed!

There was a softness in the way he kissed her, a reverence for this moment shared between just the two of them. Their lips met in a gentle union, a meeting of souls that transcended the physical touch. It was a quiet conversation, a language of intimacy spoken through the softness of their embrace. The world around them seemed to fade away, leaving only the warmth of their connection enveloping them in a cocoon of affection. Prim's laughter dissolved into a soft sigh against Ian's lips, a contented exhale that mirrored the tranquility settling within her. His kiss held a tenderness that spoke of unspoken promises, of a love that sought solace in the simple intimacy they shared.

I woke up on the small rug in Jax’s room, my neck cramped. Jax was still asleep, I reached for my phone, which was vibrating nonstop on the floor. 32 Missed Calls. 114 Text Messages. I didn't even have to open them to know what they said. The sports world had woken up, and the "Golden Couple" was the lead story.