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he ordered softly. Her lashes fluttered, and when her eyes met his, she fell into the storm of his gaze. It wasn’t just color. It was movement, like a tide pulling her under. He pressed his mouth to hers, finally, and the world split open. It wasn’t a soft kiss. It was hot, deep, consuming. His tongue claimed her mouth like he had every right to. She moaned against him, her hands sliding up to his chest without thinking. The fabric of his suit felt alive, warming under her touch.

he says this in such a calm voice and I wonder how many times has he had someone do this for him. " What exactly should I do to get him in a VIP area?" I ask a little confused. "Well that's where your dancing training comes in you will seduce him with your dancing and he will ask for you to escort him to a VIP area so you can give him a lap dance as soon as you see he isn't paying attention to his drink you will slip a drug into his drink so when he drinks it it will make him pass out and my men will escort you and him out without anyone seeing you." he tells me.

“I’m denying him access because he has refused to behave, he should go have those ladies who came here today, they were dressed very sexily” “You get jealous easily my love, I didn’t notice they were sexy because all I had in my mind was to please you with the dinner” “You have done a great job and for that you would be getting a blowjob soon” I replied and he beamed. “I can’t wait.. my body is on fire already, I’m doing one hell of a job not tearing your dress up” “You would have to wait till I’m hot, I feel very cold right now” I teased, licking my lips seductively and he grumbled.

I spoke quickly when I noticed that he was ready to show his girlie side again. "Sir, are you gay?" I ask thar. He closed his eyes and then looked at me evilly. He pointed at me and was ready to speak again when I went ahead of him again. "Just making sure," I smiled and went inside. I passed him while his hand was floating in the air because he was pointing at me earlier. Wait? Eh, isn't that better? I need to seduce him, but as soon as I entered his condo, I was having second thoughts. Madam Anastasia has told me to give myself up to make his son a true man.

he whispered on my lips and claimed to be bou so I just let him go. "hmmmm" and I don't know why I feel like I'm wet because sykes had no trouble as he quickly came out of my tunnel, as long as he suddenly reached for one of my legs so I felt like I was floating, and we just did it with all his strength digging me hard, i can feel our sweat running down to each other, "ahhamandayoursowetgod" he said directly but I was very good and I don't know why I'm so hot with people like this.

“Holy shit…” Troy couldn’t stifle his cries as fiery heat radiated from the three points that Philip was stimulating…his cock, nipple, and mark, to his entire body. His hip rutted almost frenziedly against Philip, unconsciously wanting that deliciously hard cock of his mate inside him.

They’re opposites in every aspect of life, still there was one thing they had in common- an attraction towards each other. He suddenly drew her closer to himself, clinging unto her tightly and her breath hitched due to the suddenness of the action. He stared down at her with a risque smile on his face- she’s a head shorter than he was, so she looked up to him and realized how close their bodies were. They were so close. She was so close to him that she caught sniffs of his expensive Jasmine scented cologne, could feel his rhythmic pulsation, his soft breaths as his exhales gently landed on her skin, sending shivers of ecstacy down her spine. Fetish.

he said with mixed emphasis before bowing and catching my gaze. I swallowed. When else has he been critical of my actions? “It’s nothing. I was just starving . . .” I trailed off. “Hmm, I’m hungry too,” he whispered. Because we were so close to each other, I could almost smell his hot breath hitting my cheek. I bent down and tried to hide the redness on my face. Damn it! Is he seducing me? Really, right inside the elevator?! I was pinned when his lips touched my cheek. He didn’t move his hand on me, but it was even tighter, as if he wanted to crush my bones.

The one that usually bothers my head came out purring and told me in a mocking, cloying tone. "Baby, I have to admit it but this guy is a God and he knows very well what he does... he just fascinates me and has me as captivated as you, at least his physique because man baby the guy is a fucking son of a bitch, look at how he is looking at us, what the hell does he think he is a superior being enlightened and touched by God himself? react affection and show him that all his beauty and divine body matter to you three hectares of pure and wonderful shit " After this super ninja kick that I gave myself, I managed to take my eyes off the exquisite Adonis and look at Cristina who was still looking

Too bad I was as stubborn as he is. Slowly walking out of the bathroom, his gaze lifted to mine. "Right here." I purred leaning on the doorway, cocking my hips to the side and dangling the chocolate syrup on my hand. His gaze heated and his nostrils flared. Grinning, I laid on his sofa and outstretched my arms on top of my head. "What is the meaning of this? Put some clothes on!" He stalked towards my form. "This is dessert." I seductively stated