Hedonism Ii Reviews Novels & Stories

Their looks were almost identical. To Ryker, the man was one of the leeches that he wasn't going to cut off. "It's not good enough," Ryker replied sharply and rejected him without hesitation. "But, sir, your father said it was passable..." Another man tried to beg on the thing man's behalf. "Our company doesn't accept 'passable'. Know that the Rivera company only accepts excellent and above-quality ideas and goods. Nothing subpar is allowed into our ranks." Ryker said as he glared at the man who was almost twice his age.

but if I already slept with him who cares if we do it here". I couldn't take my eyes off him, he was a fucking rich man in every way, handsome, seductive, his gaze causes deep havoc that leaves me breathless when he is so close to me. Everything was very well ordered, there was nothing out of place, I feel him hug me from behind while his lips wet the skin of my neck causing me a sensation of aphrodisiac ecstasy that made me lose my mind —I will be the dessert after all. —One that only I will enjoy. "god, I melt madly when he is so possessive of me." He pulls me back as if I were his prey, when I feel my ass bump against his couch, seeing his white shirt somewhat unbuttoned, I couldn't resis

The Midnight Contract 2 The hidden door opened into a softly lit corridor that felt like stepping into another world. Rich crimson walls, heavy velvet drapes, and the faint scent of incense and sex in the air. My bare pussy throbbed with every step I took behind Damien, the cool air teasing my slick folds and making me painfully aware of how empty I felt. My fingers still tingled from where he’d sucked them clean. I couldn’t stop replaying the way his tongue had swirled around them—like he was savoring the taste of my desperation.

but like I said, it’s a craze. Yet there I was, looking absolutely nothing like a lady. Why don’t we have mirrors in bathroom stalls, that way I wouldn’t have to guess how disheveled I look. Even the thought of it seemed to fuel my sex craze. My pace picked up, so much that I could feel my legs shaking from the effect. “Yessssss…yessss ... .please” I panted out loud, as I felt myself getting closer. And just like that, the fireworks exploded inside me, accompanied by what I could only describe as an animalistic growl.

I mean, I’m sure Las Vegas instigates this sort of animal magnetism, too. But here… The lifestyle is so chicly, finely attired. So classily debase. A couple can be both seductively enthralled and carnally riveted. At the same time. There’s no right or wrong, no shame, no apologies. I suppose this is almost the definition of hedonism. Jameson, apparently, has the desire to prove my speculation correct.

There were so many things about myself that I didn't understand anymore, including my taste and preferences. My husband is such a gorgeous man. I could even see how people stick their eyes on him, especially when he speaks. People would think that I am such a lucky woman for marrying someone as perfect as Zed. Because once Zed Ramos stands before thousands of people, he could always move their hearts. Business enthusiasts loved him, dreamers and aspirants for a better life admired him, and ladies who dreamed of a perfect man fantasized him. But little did they know that behind his exquisite appearance and his high rate as the best motivational speaker, his dick limped after a few seconds of

Hades behind, lubed with my slick, pressing into my ass. 'Relax, human slut. Take us both.' The stretch burned, but I pushed back, moaning 'Ahh, fuck!' Poseidon in front, hand on my throat, cock down into it. They moved together, a symphony of ruin. Thrusts syncing, filling me completely. 'Our goddess,' Zeus groaned. 'Breed her.' 'Make her swell with divine seed,' Hades hissed. 'Drown in it,' Poseidon grunted. I was shattered, pleasure, pain, moaning garbled around Poseidon's length, body quaking. Another climax built, but as Hades slammed deep, Poseidon gripped tighter, Zeus's hands bruising my hips.

she says lightly, disappearing into the bathroom and closing the door. The second the water starts running, my hands shake with urgency. I’ve been holding back this horniness the entire drive, imagining girls eating me out. I open my laptop quickly, load the lesbian p**n site, and click on a video. Two women are going at it intensely , one on her back, legs spread wide while the other buries her face between her thighs, tongue working deep through wet folds, fingers thrusting hard.

Hell no,Rinna only cussed silently in response and with her face scrunched up in disgust she followed Cassie. The club was filled with the stench of alcohol and sex which probably made her want to puke everything she had just eaten and to make matters worse the further they walked the darker the room became....the only light source seemed to be the glittering disco balls hanging from the ceiling and the different colored spotlights shining everywhere.

“Beautiful. So beautiful.” He didn’t stop. He rode me through the aftershocks, then built me up again with steady, deep strokes. His breathing grew ragged, his control fraying at the edges as he chased his own release. “I want to feel you come again,” he groaned, his forehead pressed against mine. “One more time for me.” I was helpless against the sensations. His cock hit that perfect spot with every thrust, his pelvis grinding against my clit. My second orgasm built rapidly, even stronger than the first.