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I leaned in a fraction of an inch, a teasing glint in my eyes, "I prefer classic literature. Russian realism, psychological thrillers. Dostoyevsky, Fitzgerald, Hemingway. I like substance." "Substance?!" Ruby mocked, completely offended. "Are you implying my romance novels don't have substance? Excuse you, but enemies-to-lovers tropes require intense psychological maneuvering! The angst! The tension! It's art, Alexander. Your little Russian thrillers have nothing on a slow-burn romance."

He leaned forward, bringing his face agonizingly close to mine, his eyes locking onto mine with undivided, burning intensity. He leaned in and captured my lips again, and this time, the kiss was deeper, filled with a slow, agonizing heat that made my head spin. I wrapped my arms tightly around his neck, pulling him closer as his large hands began to caress my thighs. They slid upward slowly, tracing a path over the short skirt I’d intentionally worn for him tonight. His fingers found the hem, moving beneath the fabric with practiced slowness until he broke the kiss, leaving both of us breathless. I looked down, my heart hammering violently against my ribs as he pulled away the red silk panti

I finally completed my statement, my voice a bit firmer, and he raised his eyes, releasing a deep breath. He tossed the document onto the sofa and took slow, deliberate steps over to me, something dark flashing in his eyes. His clenched fists, tight jaw, and brooding eyes, it was obvious that he was trying to hold back, and it did nothing but arouse me. Every step he took sent shivers down my spine, spiking my excitement and making my pussy drip juices that soaked my panties. The tension was thin, our lust was thick, and even though I hadn't put in an effort not to, I found myself craving for the man that I've been told to avoid.. a man rumored to be a heartless killer.

she chirped, clicking play. As the story unfolded, with its sweeping landscapes and tense romantic dialogue, she felt herself being drawn in. Then came the first intimate scene. It was artfully shot, but raw and passionate. A slow, warm flush began to spread through her body, a familiar ache of arousal coiling deep in her belly.

It seemed like time and space froze in that one magical moment…that one magical kiss. And then when it moved again, it moved in fast forward. Everything went so fast. I felt his arms around my waist as he pulled me to him. I felt his lips gently bruising mine in heart-stopping kisses. I didn’t think, I only felt. And the intense emotion I felt was nothing like I had ever felt before…with Trip, or with any other guy. And now, I realized that I wanted something. And I wanted it with Travis. “Take me, Travis,” I whispered. “Please…”

Then she leaned back in, letting the kiss resume. A passionate spark ignited and Elsie parted her lips. Their tongues danced in each others mouths, delicately touching and then pulling away. In the back of her mind, she knew that she shouldn't be allowing something like this to happen. But the logical side of her brain had been trumped by her need for intimacy with Oliver. It was like she had spent weeks trying to build a wall between them and Ollie just showed up and knocked it down with that beautiful smile and perfect body. Elsie placed her hands onto his face. Her fingertips tickled from his beard stubble as she pulled him close, turning the light kissing into an aggressive make-out sess

"This isn’t a romance novel, Nanny. This is my life, and I’m just trying to do my job without embarrassing myself." Nanny laughs, clearly enjoying this way too much. "Oh, Isa. You’re making it sound like it’s the worst thing in the world. Just imagine it—a forbidden workplace romance, secret glances, and the tension! Oh, how thrilling! The babysitter and the boss. You’ve already got the perfect setup." I glare at her. "Nanny, stop. He’s my boss, and he has a child. A cute child, by the way, who is clearly going through something. I’m not about to entertain any fantasies about him."

If he did, there was a very real possibility that I would spontaneously combust. This whole back and forth had gone on too long already. All of that animosity was always going to end up with us in bed together. I wasn’t a believer in the whole a boy is mean to you because he likes you bull crap, but this was different. Passionate and primal. And I needed it. He did too. What would he feel like on top of me, or even under me? Would he be gentle and want to be in charge? I wanted to know the answers so desperately, I almost moaned out loud.

Vivian was sexier and more daring, which he found to be tremendously attractive. He couldn't help but lower his head and kiss her on the lips. They kissed passionately, their lips meeting with fervor. As their lips were intertwined, he swiped the room key. They stumbled into his presidential suite, with their bodies entangled. No one bothered to turn on the lights. Cedric hastily pinned Vivian against the wall, emptying his lust on her. "Ce-Cedric!" Right at this moment, a trembling voice, filled with disbelief, resonated through the room. Cedric froze. He turned around and found the living room was decorated with scented candles and rose petals. The candlelight made the room seem especially

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