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After ordering the props I needed, I turned off the screen. Tomorrow I'd be gone from Conrad Lennon's life exactly as planned. I turned around and suddenly found myself looking into his charming, smiling eyes. He'd waited outside long enough for the smell of nicotine to fade, then warmed up to the room temperature before carefully slipping his arms around me from behind. "Why are you still up?" he asked. Conrad's familiar warmth melted into mine. His arms should have been my refuge, but all I felt was a cold stab of bitterness in my chest.

Trigger Warning: This chapter contains mature content, sexual scenes, and torture. Please read at your own risk. Author's POV A few weeks ago, "Ahh, so good... faster… yes, harder,” Jessica screamed and moaned as Scott continued to thrust his cock into her cunt. Jessica was on all fours, and Scott was behind her, his hold on her hair becoming tighter as he increased his pace and pounded into her.

The taste of my blood on his lips only fueled our passion further. I wrapped my legs around him, pulling him closer as we moved together. Our bodies moulded together as one. Spike's movements became more frantic, his breath hot against my skin as he whispered words of longing and need. I could feel myself teetering on edge, my body trembling with anticipation as I reached the peak of pleasure. As I was just about to go over the edge, spike sunk his fags into my neck again, sending me spiralling into a frenzy. I screamed out in bliss as my body exploded with pleasure.

he sounded like he was already loosing his patience. Sh*t I forgot about the consequences of my actions. I was blinded by my pure anger and frustration over him that I let it take over. Now I have to eat the food I have spiced specially for him. I took a half a spoon from the food and when it got to my mouth, I was in hell. It was so hot. The spiciness had burned my tongue that I looked around for water. I was about to gulp down another jug of water when Verin grabbed it from me. "But-"

At that time I already had the impression that his taste was spicy, because my tongue was already more than taken by his breath, and I should both be on fire. Gradually an intoxicating sensation took over my body, rising from the tip of my feet to the back of my neck. I had the feeling of being on fire. Burning around Flynn.'s While he gave me enough fuel to count on fire. Flynn closed his eyes for a single moment, moaning my name, while his body stiffened completely and he propelled himself to me once again.

"I knew I shouldn't have gone overboard with the spices, I am so terribly st-" "This is the most delicious meal I've tasted in a long time." I said, my eyes skimming her face. She was so beautiful and strong, yet, there was something vulnerable about her. "Hold on!" She looked bewildered. "You like it?" Instead of telling her, I showed her. I stuffed some more chicken into my mouth and ate with relish. Once I had my fill, I found out I became extremely drowsy. So drowsy, my reflexes began to get slower, and I couldn't keep my eyes open after a few minutes.

I said using me finger to touch his lips which he caught his mouth making me close my eyes and savor the feeling it sent through my body. “Come here you sexy woman” he groaned and in one swift motion, pulled me to him for another round of sweet ecstasy. **** I know I’m a little all over the place with the chapters but I have a major event in the next chapter and this week has been kind of weird for me so I’m really sorry for the haphazard writing. Please stick with me and vote. Thank you!!!!

-------------------------------------------------------------- A/N HeLlO EvErYoNe This chaptor was kinda intense 😬😳 But i hope yall liked it :) But anyways have a great day guys Love yall 💚

he choked out as he reached for his glass of wine and took a big gulp. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to swallow it or not. It was so spicy that I knew I would regret it tomorrow. But I couldn’t very well spit it out. It was not a good look no matter how many times you had sex with the man. “How many chilies did you put in this?” I asked as I spooned some white rice that didn’t have any gravy on it to help ease the burn. “I don’t know. Only a little one. I used a curry paste out of the jar.”

I nodded, a wave of understanding and quiet happiness for my brother washing over me. Feeling a little lighter, I picked up a piece of the spicy shrimp stick from my snack plate and took a bite, chewing thoughtfully. The happiness was short-lived. A searing, volcanic heat exploded on my tongue, racing down my throat. I had underestimated just how spicy it was. My eyes watered instantly, and my breath hitched. I began to cough violently, my body lurching forward as I choked, the peaceful moment shattered by a fit of gasping and panic.