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Edward got up from his seat and rushed to his car, heading to the location where Chloe was held. *** Damian was delighted to see Chloe's agitated state. The feverish sensation that had spread throughout her body made her not care anymore as Damian deliberately removed all her clothes. Chloe was feeling overwhelmed with a desire that was urging her to be touched, possessed, and satisfied by anyone. She didn't even hesitate to embrace Damian's body aggressively. She forcefully pulled his face close and engaged him in a deep and demanding kiss, blinded by the desire purposely created by her husband's cousin. "Mmm..." Chloe moaned softly, enjoying every touch Damian intentionally bestowed upon h

I didn't hesitate, my lips finding his in a desperate attempt to express the intensity of the moment. His embrace tightened, his movements accelerating, his passion a force I couldn't resist. I clung to him, my body a vessel for his desires, my senses overwhelmed by the intensity of the moment. He bit my ear, his teeth a gentle yet forceful caress, his words a whispered symphony of desire that ignited a fire within me.

I am internally crying right now. He is so good. He saved me and didn’t even case on me for faking. I might well start worshiping him. God, why you made such a hot piece gay? Hotty throws his suit on the couch and walks closer to me, invading my personal space. I am surprisingly taken aback by his sudden closeness. "So, you don't have a dick?" He asks flirtatiously as he smiles wide, his eyebrows are above dancing in a teasing way. What the hell is wrong with this guy?

Lyla POV: The heat of desire swirled within me, stoking a burning need that demanded satisfaction. Every twist of my hips sought to create the friction I so desperately craved. I felt wild, untamed, my very core pulsating in a rhythm that mirrored my accelerating heartbeat.

She has never felt that way in her life and as much as she wants to deny it, she knows that she wants the kiss again. Amira wasn't the only one feeling that way. Ryan is still trying to get over that night. The desire to have her increased, and it is so damn hard to control himself right now. He has been fighting the feelings he has for her for a very long time, but now that he knows she feels the same way for him, his body starts burning in the fire of want that he can no longer control. Staring into her beautiful eyes, he's finding it so difficult to hold back. The fast beating of his heart is rhyming with hers. He can see that she's also fighting the same thing as him. The desire and want

I growled as I aggressively rubbed my suddenly charged core to his bulging one to extinguish the flames of my burning libido. I could do anything to devour up my mate right now ! Guess I am going through heat. fvck ! “Do you know how much the scent of your slick is spurring us on and maddening us,” Aira too growled while latching herself behind Chester and chasing her own delicious friction to calm her heated up mound. Great ! Now both- Aira and I were going through heat !! That little, s*xy minx had triggered our heats with his ingenious gift. I guess this was going to be the s*xiest gift ever given in the Ancient Dating history of ‘Gift Showers’ !!

I add sexy and flirtishessly. “I can go slow,” he whispered, letting his breath warm my skin. Him being so close to me made my body react in ways I coudnt control. Like my hate wasnt enough to deny that he was a hot, handsome man that left every woman stareing while I had his hands around me. It was as if my temperature spiked up, my heartbeat become faster and I dont even want to think about what was happening in my panties. It was physical, nothing more. A chemical betrayal. The kind of response a body has to danger, heat, or power. And Derek Ashford had all three.

Sweet and hot like fresh meat ready to be taken. Leo could not deny it. His cock throbbed inside his pants. A wet spot had already formed at the front. He felt embarrassed but the shame only made the heat worse. He looked up at the beast face. The long muzzle. The sharp teeth. The glowing eyes. Everything about it should have made him run. Instead it made him want to open his legs wider.

"Breathe, naughty girl. Let me in." I try to relax, focusing on his fingers on my clit. I inhale deeply, exhaling slowly, willing my body to soften under his touch. The circles he makes there are slow and teasing, building heat again. Each rotation winds me tighter, the warmth spreading like liquid fire through my veins.

I could not take it anymore. The heat between my legs had become unbearable, a steady throb that matched the frantic beat of my heart. My shorts were drenched, the cotton clinging to every swollen fold, my clit pulsing angrily against the soaked fabric. Every video pushed me closer to the edge, but the barrier of clothing only made the ache sharper, more desperate. I needed more. I needed direct touch. I needed release.