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LYRIC SPENCER POV ( R18) Chapter 41: This chapter is R18 As Gavin's lips touched mine, I felt a rush of emotions I'd never experienced before. It was like my whole world had come to a standstill, and all that mattered was the sensation of his lips on mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck, deepening the kiss, and he responded eagerly. His tongue explored my mouth, sending shivers down my spine. As he carried me to the living room, I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and nervousness. I'd never been this intimate with anyone before, and I wasn't sure what to expect. I was a bit scared about going through with this.

Amayra raised her fist up and started concocting her cooking again. 30 minutes have passed, the second spaghetti has been successfully made. Amayra inhaled the scent and at that moment she choked when the smell of chili peppers was so strong in her nose. Actually, this is just trying to make spaghetti with a spicy taste. And sure enough, when Amayra tried it, the girl coughed heavily because it was too spicy and even felt like her lips were burning. Oh the danger if Inder eats it, her husband can get a stomachache and go in and out of the bathroom.

CHAPTER 4 — TIED UP He pulled me up slowly after I swallowed every drop, his hand still tangled in my hair, stroking now instead of gripping. His kiss was deep and messy, tasting himself on my tongue, and I melted into it, moaning softly against his lips. My body was still buzzing thighs slick, nipples hard, pussy aching even though I’d just come twice. I pressed closer, grinding against the hard line of his cock through his jeans, wanting more.

I felt a movement on my spoon but ignored it. I moved the spoon in my mouth and started chewing. Then suddenly my tongue was burning because of the spice. I didn’t pick chili for my food then where did this chili suddenly come from? I started coughing hysterically, my chest started to hurt because of it. My breathing became slower and everything around me was getting dark. My eyes closed on their own to fall into darkness. But instantly I felt a hand rubbing my back. "Here, have water." I heard his voice. My lips touched the glass and I realized he was making me drink water with his hand. After I drank the water, my racing heartbeat started to become normal.

He groaned at last. This is the end of chapter 43 guys and the spell on Damon is starting to fade off. I'm so excited about this but I am much more excited about the coming chapters. I hope you like it too. Do not forget to drop a comment, your honest review as well. Also vote for my book. See you all again in my next chapter.

18 + VERY, VERY, VERY STRONG KINKY, DIRTY, FREAKY, NASTY FUCK SCENE AHEAD. CHAPTERS 46 AND 47 WILL BE HELLFIRE HOT. SO FOR ALL YOU HALO WEARING LASSES AND LADS, PLEASE SKIP THOSE TWO CHAPTERS. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK, YOU'VE BEEN MOTHERFUCKING WARNED.

It’s like a stare competition across the dinner table, and somehow Mia never seems to notice. Everyone was back home, and the throbbing began. Chloe can’t shake her spicy morning with Damien from her mind. Every replay came with a sharp electric surge throughout her body, and every surge caused a drip from her throbbing folds into her panties. Damien has noticed a few unusual movements from Chloe, and it’s not like Chloe has been his best fuck, but something is exciting about the forbidden nature of their relationship.

she slaps me on my other cheek and damn it hurts like hell "What's going on?" I'm totally freaked out Right now "Well, I can't explain it, but something tells me we have a lot of things to discuss" Hi hi hi You've reached the end of the chapter,please scroll up to continue

"Get your heads in the game! If I see one more lazy pass, you can all spend the rest of the week running laps until you puke!" Sloane’s voice echoed through the Chicago Storm locker room like a gunshot. She paced the length of the tiled floor, her footsteps heavy and uneven. Every time she shifted her weight, she felt a sharp, lingering ache between her thighs. The memory of the concrete floor and Tatum’s rough fingers flashed through her mind, making her core tighten. She was still sore, her pussy feeling swollen and sensitive from the intensity of their encounter in the tunnel. The physical reminder of Tatum’s dominance was driving her into a frenzy of irritation.

Every slam of his hips against your ass as his fat cock gets shoved to its full depth has your tits smearing through the pizza sauce. "Then, with his fist still tangled into your hair he pulls your head back and the arch in your back lifts your tits free of the hot sauce. "The clinging, sauce looses its temperature quickly, but as that sensation subsides, you begin to feel the burn of the spices on your tender, puffy nipples, and as he fucks your cunt with hard, quickening thrusts, you yell, 'Oh, God, yes! Fuck my burning cunt! Shove your hard fucking dick up my guts until I cum all over it!"