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Henry’s POV “She is so fucking sexy!” I yelled at Liam before grabbing the can from the refrigerator and closing it. “You have said that like ten times, we get it Henry-” “Those snaps she sent to the group chat are very erotic and her thighs are larger than I expected and her boobs are very full.” I slumped into the sofa and took a long shot from the can. “How many times have you drooled on her thirst traps?” Liam tossed me the remote control and gave me a weird look.

When she did, his tongue swept in, hot and wet and demanding, licking every bit of sensitive flesh and coaxing her own tongue to dance with his. Heat flash through her, tightening her nipples and making the pulse in her sex throb like a bass drum. It pounded through her blood stream, so hard she was sure Matt could feel it vibrate in her body. His own body heat was surging into hers, eating her blood, and even through the layers of their clothing she could feel the hard, swollen thickness of his cock.

A hint of a smile played on the corner of his lips. The next two days were peaceful and without any encounter with Edge. it came as a surprise because all of a sudden I had grown accustomed to seeing Edge everywhere. The heat season was on high. Those with mates were barely coming to classes. Those who were mateless were fucking like damn bunnies everywhere with anyone. I, on the other hand, was surviving with my head down and my fingers in myself. The heat was overwhelming, but I had no desire to give myself to just anyone in the moment when I was most vulnerable. Heat season was the time when everyone lost their minds to their desire and basically used it as an excuse to fulfill all of the

*New Collection **Story Synopsis** Queen bee Madison and her two hottest friends corner the shy school nerd Jay in the empty locker room after a cruel dare. What begins as vicious public humiliation quickly spirals into something far darker and more addictive when they uncover the massive secret he’s been hiding beneath his baggy clothes. ...... I couldn’t stop grinning as we shoved Jay the nerd boy through the heavy metal door of the boys’ locker room. The whole place smelled like old sweat and chlorine, the lights buzzing overhead like they knew something filthy was about to happen.

Gabe Hamilton was going to burn in hell and he didn’t give a damn. From the moment Mia Crestwell walked into the ballroom of the Bentley Hotel where HCM Global Resorts and Hotels was holding its grand opening, he hadn’t taken his gaze from her. She was forbidden fruit. His best friend’s little sister. Only she wasn’t so little anymore, and he had definitely taken notice. She’d become some kind of twisted preoccupation for him. He’d fought it but found himself unable to resist her powerful lure.

I'm Joyce, a 42-year-old housewife, and I have a secret. No, I'm not having an affair or embezzling money from my husband's company. My secret is that I'm a hotwife. I love fucking strangers. The thrill of the unknown, the excitement of the forbidden, it sets my pussy on fire like nothing else. It all started a few years ago. My husband, Mark, and I had been married for over a decade, and our sex life had become routine. We'd fuck on weekends, missionary style, with the lights off. It was functional, but it wasn't exciting. I craved more.

Thank you for not dropping the book, thank you for adding to library and thank you for not getting bored with Adrien and Camille 🤭 🌸 You all don't know how happy it makes me 🥹 Please stick to Camille and Adrien's story because it's about to get hot 🔥 Muah as you continue (⁠ ⁠ꈍ⁠ᴗ⁠ꈍ⁠) **Author Carabella｡⁠◕⁠‿⁠◕⁠｡**

Hearts slowed. No promises whispered in the dark. No talk of what came next. No labels, no futures, no regrets. Just the steady throb of afterglow. The faint ache between her legs that said they’d do it again soon. The quiet certainty that the heat wasn’t going anywhere. They stayed like that until the floor got too hard and the night air turned chilly. Eventually she slid off him—slow—feeling the warm trickle of his cum down her thigh. Neither bothered to clean up.

Sweat mixed in the cool air. “You are everything to me,” Liam groaned. His hands gripped my hips. “Ride me harder, Maya. Take what you need.” I moved faster. My breasts bounced with each thrust. “I love you,” I moaned. “Even when the world burns, stay with me.” Liam flipped us suddenly. He thrust deep from above. The couch shook. “I am here,” he answered. “Always. Come with me now.” We reached the edge together. I shook hard around him. He filled me with heat. We held each other tight after. Hearts beat close, for a moment the hotel felt like home.

My heart is beating very wildly as he is sitting very close to me now. "You go first!" I whispered. "Okay." "I sing so well. I play the guitar. I have never been in love." "Which one is the lie?" "you play the guitar." "Aww. You are wrong." "Ohh. So which one is the lie?" "I have never been in love." He said. "I have actually been in love. It ended in tears sha. Hot, premium tears." He added. I couldn't help but laugh. "Do you mind talking about it? I'm sorry for laughing though."