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The heat from his body radiated into me. “So, Lila,” he said, leaning back but keeping his eyes on me. “What made you decide to come tonight?” I crossed my legs, the movement making my dress ride up a little higher on my thighs. I could feel other eyes on us now. Two men had drifted closer, listening in. “Curiosity, mostly. My friend mentioned it’s… different. Safe. Intense.” My voice dropped. “I’ve never done anything like this.”

Their hot sex had become the answer to their question: to be or not to be together.

Seriously, what is happening to me? He turned around and walked to the whiteboard. He started writing on it after picking up the marker. I moved my head down. I don't want to look at him. He is making me crazy. "Oh, my god, Inaya. Our English professor is so hot." Anu whispered in my ear. "You can date him. I'm giving you the green signal." I glared at him instantly. She is saying nonsense. "What? Don't you find him hot?" She asked, raising her brows in shock. I think she has lost her mind. He is indeed hot but that doesn't mean I'll date my professor.

he said with a playful edge. “I'll be careful” she replied her voice low. They returned to the table, coffee in hand as they sat close enough that their shoulders brushed each others occasionally…the warmth of the coffee was nothing compared to the heat coming from their close proximity. “Leigh tell me” he said his voice low..”do you find this stimulating?”.. She looked up startled “stimulating?” “Yes stimulating…you know the work….the focus …the proximity…tell me are you aware of it?”..

he murmured against her skin. His mouth continued its downward journey, placing open-mouthed kisses along her collarbone. Mia's head fell back against the glass window, her breath coming faster as he moved lower. When his lips closed around one sensitive nipple, she gasped, her hands clutching at his shoulders. Her eyes fluttered open briefly, taking in the view from the window. Across the gap, her own hotel room window was visible, dark now. Other windows in surrounding buildings glowed with distant lights. The thought that someone might see them, might be watching as Alex's mouth worked at her breast, sent a fresh surge of heat between her legs.

His chest was hot against my breasts as his erection pressed against my stomach. "Then let me show you what strangers can do."

I stroke her arm, from elbow to wrist, again and again. — I'll never forget tonight, she says. — Me neither. — Even in a hundred years. — In a hundred years, I'll be dead. — Then I'll remember for both of us. I laugh softly. — You're romantic. — So are you, you know. — No. I'm pragmatic. — You're romantic. You hide it, but you are. — Maybe. — Definitely. The hotel appears. Magnificent, illuminated, majestic. Its windows shine like benevolent eyes. Its marbles gleam under the moon.

he said, dragging me along. Molly Richards We were on our way back to the hangers when the guy I winked at called me. "Ma'am, the guy you told me about has arrived with his men and it is turning into a bloodbath" he said. I heard gunshots from the background. "That's good. Send me your account details" I said and hung up. I strolled through social media and there I saw the trending news written in Bold letters, XANDER RICHARDS, SON OF THE RICHARDS FAMILY JUST PROPOSED TO HIS CHILDHOOD FRIEND TO BE HIS GIRLFRIEND.

It wаѕn't a big bіkіnі аnd it barely covered mу аѕѕ, but, I'm 25 and іt wаѕ реrfесtlу appropriate. I рullеd оn оnе оf Tоm'ѕ shirts over thе suit аnd we hеаdеd tо thе hоt tub. Dаvе and Tоm wеrе аlrеаdу thеrе аѕ well as twо оldеr mеn I didn't knоw. I stood аt the edge of thе hоt tub. I nоtісеd аll еуеѕ оn me. I realized thеу were all waiting tо ѕее mе іn mу bіkіnі. Thе idea kіnd of turned mе on. Aѕ wе stood thеrе greeting еvеrуоnе, аnd being іntrоduсеd to thе two mеn I dіdn't know, I slowly undіd thе buttоnѕ оn mу shirt. I wаѕ аwаrе оf thе men watching mе аѕ I undid еасh one.

He's just an old hottie who ignites the fire in me and leaves me craving for more. “So why did you ask?” Lorelei suddenly questioned. “No reason, I just see a lot of girls with older men these days.” I lied and she shrugged, her gaze moving to the other side of the cafe. “Look over there..” I turned, and my eyes fell on Brandon Cooper, the school's star football player. He was with two of his teammates, and his eyes met mine for a brief second before he looked away. Brandon was popular, hot and had girls falling over each other for him. However, nothing moved me, not since I became obsessed with Roderick.