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My hips moved in circles, wet sounds filled my quiet room. “Sarah I am sorry,” I whispered. “I am just like you.” The pleasure grew stronger with every move. I read more pages. She wrote about secret meetings and girls who disappeared. She wrote about money and fear and love for me. Every word made me ride the dildo harder. My breasts bounced under my nightdress. Sweat made my skin shine. I imagined Mr Havisham behind me. His hands on my hips. His voice calling me good girl. The guilt made everything feel more intense. I rubbed my sensitive spot with one hand while riding faster with the other. The feeling became too much.

electric, dangerous. Lena’s pulse thundered as he closed the gap, lips grazing hers with a rough insistence that took her breath away. She tried to resist, tried to remember the reasons she should hate him...the betrayal, the lies, the nights spent drowning in his shadow. But her body betrayed her. Heat flared beneath her skin, craving the dangerous fire only he could ignite. His hands roamed with a possessive urgency, sliding beneath the hem of her blouse to cup the curve of her waist. She shivered, the fabric slipping from her shoulders as his mouth trailed down her neck, biting lightly.

It was very hot outside, and I could feel the afternoon sun bleeding in from the windows, casting lazy rays of gold across my bedroom floor. I sat on the bed at first but then laid back to get comfortable. The heat was seeping through my the thin clothes I wore, slowly. I turned from one side of the bed to the other, tey Ng to get even more comfortable. Until... I slipped my hand down my tummy. The heat grew as my fingers went down between my legs, slowly applying light pressure on my heat.

He’s always got his nose in a book—sometimes some classic, since he’s a lit professor, but just as likely a thriller, and he knows I love a good romance as much as he loves a good save-the-world-from-the-bad-guys adventure. Maybe the difference is that this is an erotic romance, and a kinky one at that? I jump up and try to snatch the book away from him, but it’s too late. He opens it at my bookmark, and begins to read out loud in a rich voice, like he’s reading Shakespeare. Oh, god. It’s the part where the hero gives the heroine a sexy spanking. Hearing Daddy read it is so embarrassing. Embarrassing, yet hot. My face burns, and I squirm from humiliation and horniness, pressing my thighs clo

Reading about a cock thrusting hard into a cunt had me squirming in my seat, and I longed for a real cock to be repeatedly thrusting into me. I longed to feel the heat spread across my body as I approached my climax. Stretching my bare legs across his, I felt the warmth from his skin seep into mine. His hairy legs were a reminder to me of his masculinity and the familiar tickle on my legs. I tried to read the book but lost my concentration several times and had to re-read the same paragraph which was particularly hot and was not aiding my focus.

No part of this novel may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the author. This is the fourth book of the Temptation Series. All the books under this series can be read as standalone books. This series deals with a series of passionate love stories of the Donnelly brothers with spin-offs, all having captivating plotlines to keep you interested till the end. Story Summary Eva Ann Rayner has always loved her best friend’s brother, Alexander who is six years older than her. Soon she realizes the gorgeous, temperamental, overprotective and arrog

“Calm down Jane. It’s just adrenaline from the fight which I kept telling myself. But no—- my mind flashes back to his voice, the stand and the way he looked over me. My clit throbs demanding attention. Shit I can’t stop thinking about him. His hands, strong and sure, pinning me down. No I despise him then why is this turning me on? The conflict twists in my gut like a knife. He's everything I can't stand—arrogant, relentless, always in my way. But god, imagining him like that... It makes me wet. I glance at my handbag on the counter, biting my lip. Screw it. I need to get this out of my system before I face him again. Digging inside, I pull out my discreet vibrator—the small, powerful one I

This book is part of a series called The Forbidden Series. Book 1: His Forbidden Goddaughter (Complete) Book 2: Her Forbidden Desire (Complete) *** Hello my beautiful readers! For those of you that don't know, my books are considered ‘steamy’. This means that they will be filled with lots of detailed steamy scenes. This book specifically will have lots of sėx scenes, some bdšm, violence, drugs, profane language, the whole nine yards, so if you don’t feel comfortable with that, please skip those chapters or the book altogether. This is a mafia book, so without the violence, drugs, and alcohol, it wouldn’t really be a mafia book. LOL. I will try to have trigger warnings as much as possible, bu

I have tried to seduce Lena countless times, but she always shyly pulled away like she was scared of getting tainted by me. I wanted to break that innocence. I wanted to hear her scream out my name in pleasure while I pounded her from behind as her huge tits bounced from the impact. I have envisioned this fantasy so hard that thinking about it made my dick twitch in my pants painfully. I fantasized about how warm her tight cunt would feel when I was balls deep inside her. How it would feel like when I fucked her mouth while those innocent brown orbs looked up to me like I was her salvation. And I would worship her like the goddess she was, if only she would give me a chance.

The stack of books on the cart beside us wobbled dangerously as he backed me against the shelf. “Fuck, Clara,” he growled against my lips, the low rumble vibrating through me. One of his hands slid down my side, gripping my hip possessively before slipping under the hem of my blouse. His palm was hot against my bare skin, calluses rough in the most delicious way. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted this.”