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Instead the heat spreads deep NIGHT HEAT 199 inside me; warm liquid, honeyed light runs through me from the touch of his tongue on mine, everywhere his lips touch. His hot mouth on my cold nipples plunges me into the current; his fingers push inside me and prove I am not frozen through. I am melted; I haven’t sucked the warmth from him, he has thawed me. I try to reach for his cock, but he holds himself out of reach. “Soon.”

~VITTORIA ~ Living with Roman was much more fun and exciting than whatever I had imagined. The warm and heavy weight of him during our cuddles, the scent of his skin and the feel of his body during our passionate sex, the light ray falling on his face as I woke up to him, being almost hooked at the hip with him.

Sophie teasingly walked to her bedroom while pulling Cassidy’s hand. Cassidy felt a surge of desire, but he only chuckled and enjoyed everything. Sophie looked beautiful and sexy at the same time. “Wait here, okay?” Sophie said, telling Cassidy to sit on the edge of their bed. “What are you going to show me, Sweetpea?” Cassidy asked, frowning as she walked into the dressing room instead. Sophie smiled brightly, winked at him, and closed the door without answering his question. Cassidy grew curious. Her behavior was completely different, yet somehow, he found himself enjoying it.

It was as if he put his heart into sending me a message. Roman placed me in the bed and covered me up before coming in. He pulled me to his chest just as Roy had done previously. I jumped when I felt Roy's slap on my ass cheek. 'You shouldn't have allowed him to take you from me. I was about to show you some very good things that little girls like you would love,' Roy said, and I was surprised at the new version of him that I saw. 'He loves kinky sex. Don't let him lure you into it,' Roman said to my ears but not low enough that Roy could not hear.

His tongue presses through my lips as I gasp for air. He tastes like whisky and danger and him. I shouldn’t want him to kiss me. He makes my head spin. And not in the flowery, romantic way that makes a woman’s knees go weak and causes her to view life through rose-colored glasses. No. No. Dante Romano makes my head spin in frustration and anger and confusion and fear. His tongue gives mine one last swipe, and his lips are still on me as his other hand moves further up my thighs. My body is overheated. And then just like before, those skilled lips find my ear. “Tell me, Issa… were you hoping someone else’s hands would be on your thighs tonight? Is that why you’re dressed like this?

Heat crept up my neck anyway. He smirked, drumming his fingers on the wheel as he pulled out of the lot. “Liar.” Music played low, a bass-heavy beat that made the silence between us feel even heavier. I stared out the window, determined not to give him the satisfaction of watching me squirm, but I could feel his glances sliding over to me every so often. Once, his fingers tapped in rhythm with the music before he tilted his head, almost amused. “You always this quiet when you ride with hot guys?” he asked.

She then looked at him leaned in for kiss it felt like it lasted long but it was just for a few seconds “Do you like it” he asked looking at her as she blushed then he dragged her and kissed her again Dating Mateo felt like living inside a painting. He took her to hidden cafés. To quiet beaches outside the city. To late-night music performances. Sometimes he would sketch her while she talked. “Stop moving,” he said once. “I’m not moving.” “You’re breathing too loudly.” She laughed. “You’re impossible.” “And yet you like me.” He couldn’t deny that.

This torchering session was going to be lots of fun for demien… Damien stood up in front of Darlos and taking the strip he put it on his charcoal covered chest one by one…. Darlos was flipping his body to get away from him but it all was useless as he was tied at the same spot. Darlos whole body was red and a burning sensation was mixing with his skin because of the red chilly and warm charcoal. "No…please..No…i won't do this mistake again please let me go, you whatever you want i won't interrupt",he begged but damien acted deaf and in seconds he pulled that strip of Darlos chest. "Ahh…no..no.nooo…please",

Allison mumbled in embarrassment. Romario's eyes gleamed with amusement as he gazed at Allison, her embarrassment evident in her flushed cheeks. He chuckled, his deep voice rumbling, "Ah, my pet wants clothes, huh?" He turned to his wardrobe, retrieving a pair of sweatpants and a shirt, for Allison put on. Romario's eyes sparkled with mischief as he pulled Allison close, their chests pressing together. His breath caressed her face, making her heart race. "Master..." she whispered, but Romario silenced her with a short, intense kiss. His tongue explored her mouth, leaving her breathless.

The car was silent for almost a minute before Anthony started to speak. “The fourth rule shall be; us displaying public affection but being ourselves in private.” “PDAs? Like what?” “Hugging, holding hands, and kissing.” I almost choked on my spit at the last thing he said. He wanted to actually do romantic things in public, with me. “K-kissing?” Anthony nodded with a look as if I was supposed to know about the rule. “We will need to do those things in public to deceive people. People on social media are smart, babe. They can sense bullshit from just posting one word. I said this before, Sandy. So, yes. The fourth rule will be; romance in public, friendship in private.”