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DOUBLE THE SIN TWICE THE HEAT AUTHOR’S NOTE; THIS IS A GAY P**N BUT NOT THE REGULAR KIND! This story contains mature themes intended for an adult audience. It explores dark romance elements, including power dynamics, intense emotional tension, possessiveness, and morally complex relationships. Certain scenes may be suggestive, provocative, or uncomfortable for some readers. Please be aware that this is a work of fiction created for entertainment purposes. The relationships and behaviors depicted are not meant to reflect healthy real-life dynamics.

His eyes are darkened by shadows and lust, and I spread my legs apart, giving him enough room to fit his tall frame between my legs. “You’re so fucking hot, Heidi,” he tells me, starting to slide his boxers down his legs. I watch him, swallowing hard as I wait for him to finally get rid of all the layers of clothing and get back to me. The whole scene is so sexy and effortlessly arousing that I can’t recognize myself and my dirty thoughts. It feels like a scene straight out of one of those steamy romance books I like reading so much. Having read so many of them is coming in handy right now. Otherise, I’d have no idea what to do to make Cal feel as good as he’s making me feel. I don’t want to

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A dark, erotic, romance novel. The goal was to stop thinking about Alexander, but only ten minutes into the book and I'm already imagining his hands all over me. I'm already imagining him bending me over the fucking window of my room and filling me up ruthlessly until all I can remember is the sound of his name on my lips.

“What game?” Camille leaned closer, her perfume sweet and suffocating. “You didn’t really think this was his idea, did you? You were desperate. He was amused. It’s only a matter of time before he’s done with you. And trust me, when Damien moves on, he doesn’t leave quietly.” Before Serena could reply, a familiar warmth spread across her back as Damien’s hand settled at her waist. “Is Camille bothering you?” His voice was low, dangerous. Serena forced a smile. “Not at all. We were just… chatting.”

I love him like that! because I want her to be happy even though I'm hurt but I can handle it for her, I'll do everything to make the girl I love happy. "Oh, let me tell you one thing, I'm a gay, I won't be interested in him. if you like that girl then make her fall in love with you."

The cozy suburban home of your best friend Mark is quiet midday, since Mark and his dad Tyson are out visiting old friends at a gay bar and staying there for a few days to catch up. You swing by with the spare key to grab your forgotten laptop from Mark's room, packed with explicit hentai videos and pornographic images of busty milfs getting railed by massive cocks, creamy cum shots dripping from stretched pussies, tentacles fucking every hole.*

Just me, my nerdy glasses constantly slipping down my nose, and the three ripped, dangerously attractive stepbrothers I’ve done everything possible to avoid since they entered my life. Kai, Jax, and Ryker. All tall, heavily tattooed, muscular, and packing the kind of cocks I describe in vivid, vulgar detail in my secret online stories. The ones that made my anonymous account LunaLustWrites explode in popularity. Faceless videos of my body — heavy tits bouncing, my tight pussy stretched and creaming around thick toys, my ass arched high showing that small heart tattoo and distinct mole on my lower back. I write depraved taboo fantasies and film myself living them out in secret. No one knows t

His other hand slid down my neck, tracing the line of my collarbone before resting heavily on my chest, feeling the frantic, erratic thumping of my heart. Rox let out a low, guttural grunt, his pace turning savage. The thud of his hips against mine echoed loudly in the small room. He leaned down, his sweaty forehead pressing against my shoulder as he drove into me over and over. "She feels... so good, Eric. God, she's so wet."