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desperate to quell her insatiable desires she Fixed her hair and stormed out of the washroom, ready to have her first night with her husband. Entering the room, she caught her husband's eye as he lay on the bed, he smiled on seeing her "You... You look beautiful," he stammered, earning a warm smile from her. Her eyes spoke of desire as she seductively untied her robe, letting it fall gracefully to the floor. Moving with a captivating grace toward the bed, she seated herself in front of her husband, David, setting the mood for an intimate moment.

“Feels good. Like I belong.” His hand slid to my waist, pulling me close. “You do.” The kiss started gentle, evolving into something hungrier, his tongue sweeping mine. My back hit the wooden slats, legs parting slightly as his thigh nudged between them. Heat flared low in my belly, our breaths mingling in the dark. A distant cheer from the fire broke the spell. He stepped back, eyes dark. “We should join them.” But the want stayed

"Will you take it off or should i make you?" At his words, she begrudgingly took it off. She knew better not to because unlike most men, he would actually take it off himself. He doesn't mince words and she had come to understand that. "Bellisima." Beautiful. He groaned in an Italian accent. Sierra had the slightest idea of what he had just said and she didn't bother to ask because it would make her seem interested or curious. She wasn't. All she wanted was to go back home to her old life before anything of this happened but even that wasn't possible to achieve at this point.

Singhania Mansion Mumbai, India Sanjana's POV: After our lovemaking, I am lying in Akshay's arms. He is in deep thoughts as he caress my back. "What are you thinking about?" I interrogated though I am fully satiated my curiosity not so much. "You have to know everything, don't you?" He teased while pinching my side breast. I squealed at his sudden attack. "Tell me." I demanded while holding his hand in order to prevent him from any tricks.

BLURB “Does my brother fuck this cunt this good?” he growled, yanking onto my hair harshly as he pounds into me ruthlessly, eliciting helpless moans from me. “No…” I whimper. ••• To her boyfriend, Ariana Denvers was the prudish, stuck up girlfriend who was sexually boring. Despite the manipulation, Ariana convinced herself she loved him until she found him cheating on her with another woman. That night, all Ariana wanted was to let loose sexually and be ravaged without mercy. Her internal wish brought her in contact with a ruthless, mysterious man who gave her the best night of her life. But then, when Ariana found out that the same man she fucked was her boyfriend's older brother, how does

,She confessed, giving her permission. "That is because for me your consent, your perspective matters the most. I love you Khushi. It's my love for you not my lust which can get over with time. My love for you will always increase every day even when we will become parents, then grandparents and then blah..blah..",Abeer said, giving her a forehead kiss. "Well not to forget you are Mafia's Sweet Addiction, my love. Now I am not any mafia anymore and that's because of you but you are still my sweet addiction, baby.",He confessed and sealed her lips with his, closing the lights of their room. #The_End

he pursed his lips. I know right! Ego was dripping down his voice the way he took his name to introduce himself. "And what about you?" He asked taking another sip from his drink. "My name is Nikki Ahuja" I smiled. I have to almost scream at the top of my lungs to beat the loud music and make it possible for him to hear me out clearly. "Single?" His eyebrow cocked. My ears didn't catch his words but I read his lips. I took a deep breath and leaned over the small table lying between us to show a good amount of my cleavage and his lustful gaze trailed down to my breast as expected!

"God!! How could you be such a fool to get trapped D. You always say you are the smartest tool in the kit. What happened to all the smartness" Siddhu taunted Drishti bristled at the insult "I'm still smart Siddhu. If you haven't noticed ,let me refresh it for you. I scared off the jerk of an ex groom and got myself tied to the son of one of richest families in India. And imagine the amount of money that would come into my hands through this marriage" Drishti said smugly

The fact I was about to live out my long yearned fantasy… or the fact that it was with strangers that didn’t bother with names. I was naked. A sharp breath sliced the air…from who? I wasn’t sure “You’re so sexy,”Mr Cinnamon whispered in my ear. He smelt like cinnamon,hence the name. Cinnamon, green eyes, brown hair…strangers yet I had a feeling I would never forget these strangers for the rest of my life. Every doubt I might have harbored vanished the second I felt cinnamon’s fingers graze my folds. “And you’re so wet..” his breath was heavier

She wrapped her arms around my shoulders, pulling me down to kiss her, softly at first but then wildly, like she was desperate for it. With one knee on the bed, Constantino pushed his bare cock into me, grabbed my hips, and started pounding away. My breasts swayed against Laila’s, her hands traveling down my body to cup them. I let out a moan into her mouth, feeling my core pressure rise instantly. Just when I was about to tip over the edge, Constantino pulled out of me and thrust himself into his wife. She moaned and kissed me harder, pinching and tugging on my nipples.