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“Did I not just prove I can be kinky? I just fucked a man in the ass for the first time ever all because the woman I love wanted that connection.” Sable tilted her head, that soft, knowing smile tugging at her lips—the one she got when she saw straight through both of us. “Really? That’s the only reason you decided to fuck Marcus? It couldn’t be that the three of us have formed something special and you wanted to seal it, huh?” Jarek went quiet for a second, his thumb still brushing slow circles over her knuckles. When he finally spoke, his voice had lost some of its usual rough edges.

What’s more, Jane herself hadn’t spared her so much as a single glance, and Jacelyn was not pleased by that one bit. Having heard something interesting, she whispered to Danny and Luke, “Goodness me, that Jane really gets around! She’s got powerful friends, buys an expensive car like it’s nothing… but does she have someone special? Perhaps, rather than those big tycoons, she might have picked up some new toy boy!” Smack! The moment Jacelyn said that… Jane slapped her right across the face. “You’d better watch your mouth. What’s this ‘toy boy’ nonsense?”

My throat moved in a dry swallow. Jarek seemed to hear my fucking thoughts. His hips slammed forward faster, the dull smack of flesh against flesh filling the room as he drove into her from behind. His breaths came in ragged, nonsensical curses. "Gonna come—fuck—gonna fill you up—shit!" Kieran, though—his shirt was still on. Just rumpled, collar pulled wide, the fabric over his chest and collarbones a mess. He looked like some untouchable gentleman, seduced just enough to lose his composure.

Jane retorted, "Yes, that is true, and some people will merely exploit you to satisfy their desires, such as sex." "Whoa! Hold on. I'm absolutely not like that," Rov argued, her hands in the air, but Jane turned to face me, and I growled at her. "Yeah, and some people denied that they don't like it, as if they're the victims," I arched my brows at Jane, and she rolled her eyes on me. I smirked, knowing she couldn't contradict my previous comment because she freaking loved it when we had sex. "OK, hold on. What's going on?" Nicole interjected, warily staring at us.

On the surface . . . ------------ --------------- Victor Nawrocki was walking home from the bar, his breath stinking of domestic light beer and his face stinging from multiple rejections of his offer for female companionship. He was pissed that the bitch from apartment 134 . . . Jane . . . had skipped out without paying rent. He KNEW he could've had her eating out of the palm of his hand. 'Or licking my stuff off her hand,' he thought acidly. He was sure she was on the verge of breaking, and broken women were easy to manipulate.

The bed creaked quietly under us. I wrapped my legs around him and met his thrusts. It felt really good. But in my mind I kept seeing Kevin. I imagined Kevin’s bigger, younger cock stretching me. I imagined Kevin fucking me harder, rougher, like he couldn’t control himself. The fantasy made my pussy clench hard around Charles. “Fuck, Jane… you’re so wet today,” Charles groaned, picking up speed. I dug my nails into his back and moaned. “Harder… give it to me harder.”

I banged my hand on the table and mopped at him, licking up my upper teeth and batting my lashes. “She has not had sex with any man before.” “She is straight from the oven?” “Exactly, and you will get to spoil her in any manner or form that you want.” He smirked at me, giving me a daring look. “Now, that sounds delicious. Is there any other thing that I should know about Karen?” “Well, she is a dancer.” “That is perfect.” Wild imaginations choked my memory. I had not seen this girl but just hearing about her was already turning me on.

“Of course you can, honey,” Ruth answered warmly. “We’ll all have plenty of time to work our hungry cunts on him today. No need to rush.” Jane let out a deep, satisfied sigh as she finally lifted herself off Tate’s glistening cock and switched places with her sister. “That good, huh?” her blonde-haired sister Morgan asked, already throwing one leg across the boy’s hips. “Fucking amazing,” Jane replied breathlessly, still trembling from her intense orgasm. “Best dick I’ve had in years.”

No one had an answer to her question so Kate took advantage of the situation again. “Exactly my point. I’ve explored a number men but I have to confess that Cathan is the craziest. I can have four orgasms in just a round. The guy is naturally gifted,” she squirmed while she spoke. Jenna found herself smiling. It reminded her of Casper. She was even surprised that the first time she I did it with him was his first time too and as if she knew, he arranged for that relaxation therapy for her. “Perhaps it runs in the Blades,” she confirmed, her cheeks turning pink. Peggy only lowered her head. She couldn't understand what they meant.

she said slowly, “this wasn’t meant to happen.” “What wasn’t?” “This trip. Us. I even like you.” He raised an eyebrow, crunching on a nut. “You didn’t like me?” “You were smug,” she said, glancing at him now, lips finning. “And hot. And cocky. And that’s the kind of guy who destroys the lives of completely normal women.” Jace laughed. “And yet?” “And yet,” she echoed, sighing. “I’ve never felt more... safe. Or seen. People don't realize it, but nine times out of ten, being seen is what makes sex great.”