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I muttered. "Yes" I squealed. "I have the perfect plan" I smiled. "He won't be able to resist me now" I smirked, looking at the door of his room. To be continued I hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed writing this. Stay tuned, stay safe and stay blessed. Tema loves you all. God loves you more. So guys remember to talk to him, he will always listen. God loves you more

Thor smiled and Erric was almost sure he felt pity for the runaway girl, feeding his self-conceit. The Café was the hotel’s place for those who want to relax over a variety of drinks. The seats were full and most tables were still waiting for their beverages. “I meant we would like some drinks real quick.” None of the ladies spoke. They all just nodded their heads like obedient pets. “Play it as I do. Only flirt when beneficial.” Thor went to sit on the rattan bench behind Erric, taking his phone and using it as if it’s his. Erric doesn’t mind anymore whenever his brothers did that. They’re persistent on making him a player even online, sending all the flirtatious replies in Erric’s name.

Time skip: Next night Our parents had gone to bed early. I was supposed to be studying, but my phone kept lighting up with messages from SecretHeat. IronPulse had messaged first. IronPulse: *You left the door unlocked?. Heatlena: yes Iron pulse: Did you touch yourself thinking about him?* I bit my lip and typed back with shaky thumbs. HeatLena: *Yes. I came hard imagining him walking in and pinning me on the bed and taking me hard*

"Rafael, I like you since the first tim-" "I'm your cousin you idiot." Rafael bursted loudly and Dean hold his hand causing us to laugh so so hard. I can't help it anymore. Oh my gosh "Rafael please accept me." He batt his eyelashes and that's hilarious "I AM YOUR COUSIN IDIOT! Why are you being like this?" Rafael freaked out, Lia laughed the most and it was hilarious. "You're so hot." Dean touched Rafael's body and it makes Rafael ran away in horror. It cause us to laugh so hard. The night ended well..

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They will rape Nadya in their minds. I am Nadya's husband. Only I can enjoy her beauty. After that, they will make Nadya as character of (y/n) in an erotic fanfiction on Pattpad. I've seen fanfiction they made about me, and it's disgusting. "Erwin, look. You are trending in switter."

I smile sweetly at him. His eyes widen. “How is that romance?” “Well, becuase she falls in love with the new guy, and he loves her. Oh, and be warned, there’s two endings. Happy and sad. Decide the characters fate yourself.” I wink and he sighs. I watch as he opens the book ‘Tainted heat’ By Billiejo Priestley, and begins to read. It’s almost low level smut. I didn’t want to give him something where it goes too indepth, I can save that for next time.

Enemies who fvck like the world is ending. Sex-enemies, that’s exactly what we were. Pure hate-sex in the snow, raw and desperate. I cracked my knuckles, took a long sip of the coffee I’d brought with me, and dove straight in. This story was going to be long, dirty, and dripping with the kind of banter that makes people melt. I typed out the title in bold letters: 'Snowbound Enemies: A Hate-F-ck Holiday'.

That caught his attention for sure. Sharon was one of the weird people too. She loved anything that had something to do with BL fanfiction. Liam had previously learned what that was from a conversation they had when Sharon was doing her daily life snooping. To say she was excited when she found out Liam was gay would be an understatement. She always exaggerates everything, but who was he to judge? “There’s this nightclub called Blood Bank. I heard there were vampires there. It's where kinky things go down.” Becky looked at Sharon questionly. “Yeah right, that's just a rumor.”

"You're insane, but I love it." More rooms, more positions. On the plush rug, sixty-nine, mutual pleasure with mouths and hands. His groans vibrated against me as I swallowed him down. "Fuck, your throat... don't stop." Climax hit simultaneously. Exhaustion didn't slow us. The hot tub on the deck brought buoyant sex, water splashing as we rocked together. Conversations turned to commitment, dreams blending. Throughout the night and into the next day, we lived every fantasy. Role play elements slipped in—he as the conquering mogul, me the captured influencer. Dirty commands and praises mixed with genuine affection.