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She would be a really bad liar if she insisted that she didn't like the way he rained kisses all over her back and neck. "Ohh... That's the spot... M-More..." "Fuck!" Rome grunted like an animal upon hearing her plea. His breaths became heavier, and he became more aggressive. He understood his woman. There was no doubt that he did when his thrust turned desperate behind her and kept her moaning and writhing. She couldn't name any other man who could make her womb and all her hormones cause as much havoc as Rome could. "Caro... Caro... I'm coming..."

“Big enough for us. Say yes.” “Yes.” “Just like that?” “Been yes since the vending machine. Just waiting for you to catch up.” “Idiot. Come here.” “Already here. Not moving.” “Good. Stars are out.” “Let them watch.” “Your hands are freezing.” “Put them under my shirt.” “Bold.” “Warm me up, Romano.” “Gladly. Skin to skin… better?” “Perfect. Do not stop talking.” “About what?” “Anything. Your voice does things to me.”

Chapter 221 ROMAN “Rome , I love you. I love you.” She smiles into my lips and I laugh out loud. “I love you too.” I smile. As our kisses deepen I try to hold off the raging hard-on in my pants. Fuck, this isn’t the time. Ana, who is straddled over me, starts to slowly rock herself backwards and forwards over my cock and I close my eyes to hold off my arousal. She starts to really ride me as her kiss continues.

" In the backseat, Stacy listened in on all this in sullen silence. Apparently, Joseph was the sort of guy who made countless romantic gestures for the girl he liked, and never missed even the tiniest details. In the rearview mirror, she could see that his ears had gone red. Charlotte was bringing up stories from ages ago… did he still feel so strongly about those moments, even now? But then again, this was his first love, innocent and pure. They arrived at a pub, and Stacy found herself a hiding place in the corner. Meanwhile, Joseph took a seat beside Charlotte, as though it were the most natural thing in the world. He shrugged off his jacket and handed it to her, so she could use it as a

Post - Apocalyptic Horror | Action | Yuri Harem | 18+ | Rated R | Mature Content | Slow Pace | Smut | Obsession | Erotic It started with a kiss I don’t remember giving. A rooftop. A moan. Someone’s fingers buried in my hair like they belonged there. A mouth on my throat that said I tasted like something they lost in another life. I wasn’t dreaming.

I could feel the rapid thump of his heartbeat against my chest, mirroring the wild rhythm of my own. Heat radiated from him, seeping through our clothes, awakening something electric in the air between us. His eyes held mine, dark and searching, a long, deep stare that made my pulse race even faster. Without thinking, drawn by the pull of that moment, I leaned in. My lips met his in a kiss, soft at first, then urgent, tasting the sweetness of the night on his tongue. It was impulsive, electric, sending sparks through every nerve. But just as quickly, reality crashed back. I pulled away, my cheeks burning,

I said with emphasis. My blood is really boiling for this man! [Yes! You are best friends!! Best friends with benefits, right!] "WHEN I SEE YOU!! I'M GOING TO RIP YOUR HAIRY PEN*S REMEMBER THAT!!" I said irritably and throw the cell phone on the backseat. Ethan doesn't care if I throw away his phone. "Ethan stays away from that guy, I might kill him if I see you two together! And you two don't fit each other, he looks like Shrek!" He laughed at what I said.

Toffer replied shaking The bartender looked blankly at him and seemed to be waiting for what he would say next. "Take him to a romantic place" he suggested so others nodded at his suggestion. "ha?" Kalex asked he has no idea what kind of places can be called romantic. "Yea, dude. take it to the motel, it's romantic" Nero added "It's also possible in your condo, so that there is no obstruction" Denver "Warm up first before you do the romantic bed scene. For more intense" Aiko

Rosemarie likes to be entered from behind and all fours. She never faces me whenever we make love. She said that looking at your partner seems personal. Rosemarie Guevarra, even at the age of 50, still got the spunk. She looks like one of the sex symbols in the ’80s. She’s wild in bed and screams a lot. Every time I am with her I always drink a Red Bull energy drink for me to have stamina. Once she invited another female. She’s

“That’s so hot. I swear, Olly, if you don’t hook up with this man, I will unfriend you for ever. You will no longer be my best friend. I will tear all of our pictures together.” “Eww!” I scrunched my face. “Why would I want to do that?” “Because he’s Dante f.u.cking Romero.” I could almost imagine her duh face. “He’s super rich and sexy. Like panties-turn-wet-at-his-presence sexy. Have you seen the man? He’s the finest piece of male specimen to grace this earth.” I rolled my eyes so hard that I feared they would fall. “I’ve seen the man because I now live with him. Fine face, unpleasant character. The Ice King title fits him perfectly.”