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A faint, helpless noise escaped him when Princely’s fingertip circled the pierced hole, feeling the raised edge of the skin. “How long have you had this?” Princely asked as he touched him. “Two years,” Noble whispered. “Why?” Noble’s eyes finally flicked up to meet Princely’s. The raw hunger in them was staggering. It was years deep. It had nothing to do with tonight, with Princely’s bad date, or any consolation. This was a secret history, laid bare. “I like the way it feels.” “When?” Princely pressed. His thumb rubbed over the barbell now. Noble’s cock twitched against his palm, beginning to fill. “When do you like how it feels?”

I panted heavily. He stilled his movements, then looked up to give me a wolfish smile. "No, you don't." Marcello moved my panties aside, plunging two fingers straight inside me, kissing my lips to stop me from crying out. I hadn't had sex in over two years, so I was tight as fuck. He didn't care as he kept moving in and out of me, his thumb stimulating my clit. He was right. How could I hate someone who gave me this kind of pleasure? "Marc… more." I breathed out.

My skin was too sensitive, and my body too aware of every single nerve ending. The heat pooled lower. I closed my eyes, head tipping back against the tile, and let my fingers wander. I inhaled sharply, pleasure dragging through my skin slowly as I traced my own skin, the steam wrapped around me and making my body hypersensitive. I closed my eyes, a whimper escaping my lips as golden eyes flashed behind my eyelids. My breath hitched. I didn’t push the thought away. Instead, I leaned into it, imagining strong hands holding me, pressing against my clit. Imagining the voice of someone I’d never heard before as he pinned me against the wall with heat rolling through me in waves.

I looked at Zuriel, and quickly wrapped my arms around him, placing my head over his chest. He smiled and caressed my hair. I glanced at the set of books. They're a collection of Indian ancient and historical love stories from history and mythology. Not only that, there was a set of coffee mugs of different colors. "How do you know that I love Indian history, especially love stories in them?" I asked him, pulling away. That's a secret, "he winked at me."

When she did, his tongue swept in, hot and wet and demanding, licking every bit of sensitive flesh and coaxing her own tongue to dance with his. Heat flash through her, tightening her nipples and making the pulse in her sex throb like a bass drum. It pounded through her blood stream, so hard she was sure Matt could feel it vibrate in her body. His own body heat was surging into hers, eating her blood, and even through the layers of their clothing she could feel the hard, swollen thickness of his cock.

But suddenly, my back rose from the sofa with a twinkle in my eyes. “Please go back to the channel?” He did what I said, and when I saw what I was looking for, I held his hand. “Oh, isn’t that Rexon? And who’s that girl?” My mouth dropped open as I watched them holding hands together while walking on the red carpet. “The vocalist of Logistic Band and his rumored girlfriend made a show off at the Galla yesterday,” Andrew read aloud the registered caption in the news. It was rumored now that the two dated, which was confirmed by some acquaintances and Hannah’s brother herself.

Her longing for Jack and her concern for Jennifer were temporarily forgotten. "It's called Hot Bar. It's made from fish paste, flour, eggs, and vegetables. The fillings vary. You can choose according to your taste," Suzy explained. Elena nodded. "I'll have the sausage and cheese filling." The girl nodded, then placed the order with the seller in Korean. "Oh, buy some for the bodyguards too. For Enver, get him the seafood filling. That guy loves seafood," she said, holding Suzy's arm. "Oh, you even remember your bodyguard's preferences?" Suzy was speechless.

Nicoles POV; It's been about three days I've spent in this new school. I've made friends. At least, the one I like the most is Johan, she's small, super cute, and very friendly. She helped me open up, and has been filling me in on how dubious the boys in our class are. She's a character. Also a bomb. We are both in art class as she makes the most boring subjects fun. She has a superpower of making teachers answer questions and tell stories, instead of giving notes, till their time is up.

**** ~SELENA POV~~ I sat on my bed holding my phone, the book on the screen was tempting my stepbrother. I had never been into romance stories before, but these pas two weeks I had been reading more than usual. The first two chapters were really hot. The male lead and female lead where pinned on the bed fucking intensely. My body was already reacting to it, and I pressed my thighs together. Goodness, I miss Henry's cock so much. I was about to picture him while I touched myself when the door opened. Looking up, I froze to find Zane waking inside.

He then focused his gaze on Hans. "Well, a few days ago, I met a woman in Liverpool. All I know is her name is Chloe. I have no idea about her family background. Long story short, we had a one night stand. Unfortunately, she turned out to be a virgin. It's not my fault. She was heavily drunk, and even then, she seemed aggressive and took the lead in the act. For a virgin, she was quite skilled. I even felt like I was being raped, Hans." "Uhukk..." Nicholas, who was standing not far from Edward, looked surprised and even coughed upon hearing his boss's story.