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But my wear suddenly felt too tight across the shoulder, way too warm. My fingers fidgeting, I opened the Rite book. “I exorcise thee, unclean spirit–” She arched, deliberately. The torn dress slid higher, exposing the smooth skin of her stomach, the shadow forming between her thighs revealing no undergarments. Just slick, swollen flesh catching the candle light. She was already wet and dripping, her scent filling the space which hit me. My mouth went dry. “Keep reading,” she purred. “The words make me throb. Makes me want to clench around something thick and holy.”

“Fuck.” Rachel stared at her phone in the hotel room. Another lonely business trip, another boring night. The steamy romance novel she’d bought at the airport wasn’t helping the growing ache between her legs. It had been weeks since her breakup, and she was horny. She decided to head down to the hotel bar. Slipping into a cocktail dress and heels, she felt good as heads turned when she walked in. She ordered a glass of wine and soon a well-dressed man named Grant slid onto the stool beside her.

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“Let me come over.” Dom paused, his body hovering above mine, his cock still fully embedded, pulsing within me. His voice, deep and resonant, boomed into the phone. “Val, my cock is for Rinda only.” A wave of possessiveness washed over me. He said that. He said that! A warmth spread through my chest... The feeling of being cherished, claimed... He lowered his head, capturing my mouth in a brutal, hungry kiss. His tongue, thick and powerful, slipped past my lips, tasting of me, of him, of our shared lust. It tangled with mine, a deep, intimate dance, sucking at my tongue hungrily.

I gently graze his lips with mine, wetting them with my gentle kiss. He places his hands upon the small of my back and pulls me in closer, kissing me back with a soft and warm passion. His lips and tongue dance with mine—sending spasms of lust spiralling through my core. This first kiss feels so amazing—sensual, passionate, and delicately sexy. The expensive scent of his cologne only further spikes my desire for him. He smells so manly and clean.

Scarlett’s body arched in the darkness with a sensation. A slow, searing heat that started at the base of her spine and fanned outwards, a languid wildfire under her skin. She felt a hand, a man’s hand to be more precise, slide up the length of her thigh, fingers grazing skin with deliberate possession. The heavy oak desk was cold against the backs of her thighs, the stark contrast to the heat of his body a delicious shock. His mouth was at her ear, breath hot, words too blurred to understand yet devastating in their weight.

Victor was already there, naked except for a towel around his waist, his body a sculpture of mature strength—broad chest, defined abs, and that impressive bulge she knew so well. He pulled her into the jacuzzi, the hot water bubbling around them as he untied her robe, letting it fall away. "God, your body... it's even more irresistible," he murmured, his hands cupping her fuller breasts, thumbs brushing her hypersensitive nipples. “This is home." Bastard. Elena gasped, the sensation shooting straight to her core, making her instantly wet. She straddled him in the water, grinding against his hardening cock through the towel. Their kiss was deep and urgent, tongues dancing as the steam envelop

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The warmth of her skin against mine ignited a fervent desire, fueling my desire for her. Her breath quickened, matching the rhythm of my own heartbeat. With each thrust, she gasped as my hands traced the delicate arch of her back, the curve of her waist, and the contours of her hips. I explored the landscape of her body, committing it to memory with an insatiable hunger. My fingers danced along the curves of her body, tracing invisible patterns that ignited her senses. Her skin, warm and inviting, begged for my touch. I obliged, leaving a trail of fiery kisses along her neck, her collarbone, and down to the swell of her breasts.

Damn, I could feel heat pooling between my legs already, my pussy getting slick just from standing this close to him in the pitch black. His fingers flexed on my hip, not pushing me away. “Easy, Riley. Stay right there a second. I’ll get the fire going stronger so we can see.” His voice was low and rough. He kept his hand on me as he moved us toward the living room, guiding me. My body followed without thinking, thighs rubbing together with every step and making my clit throb. We settled on the rug in front of the fireplace. Dante stacked more logs and got the flames crackling high, the orange glow lighting up his face and those broad shoulders.