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She sent Charles many messages during the day and demanded quick sex whenever they had a chance. Their forbidden love was getting more dangerous… and much hotter. L

The moment he touched me, something in him snapped. “Fuck… are you sure?” he breathed and I nodded while biting my lip. In one sudden move, Daniel grabbed me by the waist and lifted me onto the kitchen counter like I weighed nothing. I gasped as he stepped between my legs, his hands sliding up my thighs, pushing the robe higher. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted this Mrs Reynolds,” he growled, his voice suddenly much deeper. “I do Daniel.” He smirked before His mouth crashed against mine. The kiss was desperate, hungry, and messy. His tongue pushed into my mouth as his hands roamed all over my body — squeezing my thighs, grabbing my ass, sliding up to cup my breasts.

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.

The century-old hotel on the brink of bankruptcy reopened with a completely new look under my stewardship and quickly become one of Europe’s hottest new vacation spots. A renowned travel magazine even described my methods as “the Midas’ touch to make miracles out of decay”, giving the hotel its highest rating of the year. The hotel’s success gave me the sense of serenity and satisfaction I had been missing for so long. One afternoon, I was patrolling the hotel as usual when the revolving doors suddenly swung violently. Someone rushed in. “Zoe Dawn!” I looked up and froze. It was Summer, her pregnant belly enormous now. She looked haggard, but her eyes were full of manic hatred. “I knew it, I

Scarlett’s body arched in the darkness with a sensation. A slow, searing heat that started at the base of her spine and fanned outwards, a languid wildfire under her skin. She felt a hand, a man’s hand to be more precise, slide up the length of her thigh, fingers grazing skin with deliberate possession. The heavy oak desk was cold against the backs of her thighs, the stark contrast to the heat of his body a delicious shock. His mouth was at her ear, breath hot, words too blurred to understand yet devastating in their weight.

I turn around to give Damien my answer when his mouth is suddenly on mine, my breast smushed against his bare chest. Horny and needy, I wrap my arms around his neck and take what he gives, his tongue is hot and rough against mine, his kiss is sensual and deep, packed with desire and passion that we had both playing around ever since he got into college. Damien's big hands grabs handful of my ass and squeezes it, pulling me closer against his cock, so I can feel the hot and hard member. “Hmm…Damien…” I moan into the kiss, driving my hips forward to take more of his hot cock.

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"But that heat's just for me, right, darlin'?" "Of course," she breathed. As if any other man would ever appeal to her. His mouth continued its sensuous journey along her neck, pausing at the hollow of her throat to press his tongue to the spot where her pulse beat so furiously. And all the while his hand traveled everywhere—her thighs, her arms, her shoulders. Anya anchored her fingers in the thick warmth of his hair, holding on to him tightly as little ripples of pleasure raced through her.

he interrupted. “Stop following me Jax,” I commanded establishing my authority changing the conversation because at the end of the day he was just a massive fan of mine. “No, I want recommendations on books, preferably the slow burns with two people trying to fight their connection when they were soulmates from the moment they met but they were blind.” I know what he was doing. He was trying to describe our romance but ours was a tragedy, not a romance in my books anyway. I huffed annoyed and played his game, by saying “I would recommend Birthday Girl by Penelo-“

The curly blonde-haired girl, on the other hand, was just confused as she sized me up with her eyes. My eyes were locked on the handsome Alpha prince, so sexy and domineering with his Alpha aura filling the air. He had that bad boy enticing appearance that most ladies would love and his dreamy hazel eyes cute, but right there, I knew he wasn't for me. His eyes were brimming with disgust and anger as they gawked at me even with my mate scent.