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and I have missed romance, but right now, there won't be too much romance but cool sex” and he carried her laid her on the bed, and he Immediately srips off his wears, while Natalia was watching his anxiety to have her, and he pant her down, removed her top gently, and he penetrated In her, began to pound fast until he came In her with so much accumulated sperm, “His body came down a while, and he asked, “did you enjoying me having you?“ Justino asked, “Yeah” Natalia retorted, Though Justino knows that Natalia Is yet to be satisfied, and he said, “I understand, you my baby, you are yet to be satisfied, and he moves closer to her, and he moved to the lower part of her body, and he started smo

A single finger crooked in summons. That beckon sufficed. Kingsley surged up, shedding his shirt but keeping trousers, closing the distance to kneel before Lorenzo, level with the offering. “Fantasies hit during peak hours—mid-work, calls buzzing. This’ll do for now,” Lorenzo remarked. Kingsley chuckled lightly, encircling Lorenzo’s shaft. Lorenzo exhaled sharply, head tipping back, lids sealing. Kingsley eased in, lips and tongue exploring, slicking the length for seamless glide.

Her mouth watered as she moved closer to it. "Don't you dare touch me!" Roman warned as he tried to scurry away from her. "You would love my touch. I'm your mate after all." She said, as she placed her long and thin fingers on his thigh. She then started to trail her fingers up his thigh, inching toward his groin. Roman felt sparks fly through his body and he couldn't suppress the feeling he was getting. On the other hand, Genevieve trailed her fingers to his hardened shaft and Roman shivered. Swiftly, she took off her fingers and started to work them up his abs and chest.

“Every part of it.” She looked up at him, startled by the sincerity, by the warmth that shouldn’t have been there. Roman hesitated, taking a careful step toward her. “Can I?” Tessa’s heart stuttered. “Uhm… okay.” He reached out, his hand steady, his touch impossibly gentle and laid his palm against her stomach. He couldn’t believe it. The faint curve beneath his fingers, the quiet rhythm of her breath — it hit him all at once. This was no longer a war of wills and possessions.

"Incubi are born flirts! How do you know you're his only woman? Once he's bored, he'll toss you aside. He doesn't even know what love is! Don't ruin your whole life being his plaything." "Shirley, I fell in love with you at first sight. I don't care if you've slept with that incubus," Jamie said, trying to sound noble. The two of them took turns preaching about true love and morality. Tracy and I had grown up together, yet looking at her now, I barely recognized her. But this time, I wasn't going to give her what she wanted. I yanked my arm free and pulled Lionel toward the entrance. "When your heat cycle's over and you want a divorce, I'll go along with it," I told him.

“But I see you now.” Oh no. Oh HELL yes. Her chest tightened. Roman didn’t touch her, but he didn’t need to. He simply existed close enough to make every nerve in Elena’s body light up. Then, subtle, he did the smallest thing. He reached over and brushed a crumb from her bottom lip with his thumb. Barely touching her. Her breath caught. Roman’s voice was low, intimate: “There. Now I can’t miss you.” Elena almost forgot how to speak English.

Couples danced in fluid, practiced motions around us, circles like predatory clothed in grace. His voice drew me from the swirl. "Dance with me." I squinted. “Here? Now?” He did not repeat himself. He stretch his hand, palm open. For a second, I stopped. From the odd rush in my chest, not from terror. Like getting inside of something permanent. My hand fell onto his. My heart raced as soon as our skin made contact. He did not smile. But His fingers clamped tightly around mine. He drew me towards the center of the floor. The crows gave way. From instinct rather than politeness. Nobody obstructed Nico Valente.

Mek POV 🇳🇬 I walked out of the company feeling like I was in a dream, or maybe a movie? Because I know for sure that these type of things usually happened in dramas. It was too scripted to be true. "Can I Touch you?" remembering the words Mr. Adonis had said after what made a shiver run through my spine. First off, I thought it was a trick question, you know? To know if I was attracted to the man in any way, so my answer on instinct was "No!"

“Okay. God, this is really good too. You close?” “Yeah,” I groaned, closing my eyes, leaning over Romeo, hips still working. “Yeah? You're gonna come?” Romeo coaxed, voice all low and breathy, and I shivered. Romeo’s hand snaked between us, rubbing my clit. I groaned, almost falling into Romeo from being touched where I was aching. “Fuck, that’s it, baby,” Romeo encouraged, with me caught between Romeo’s hand and cock, my guts tightening.

COLLEGE ROMANCE Written by: Authoress Ricky 🦋 Chapter Fifteen 🦋 My eye were close shut but after I didn't get any kiss from him, I open my eye and saw him staring at him. "What were you thinking" he use his finger to wipe the ice cream on my lips and lick it before he poke my nose making me squeak. "That hurt" I said rubbing my nose. "You are really dirty minded" he teased and I roll my eye and step away from him angrily. "Don't be mad at me you, weren't actually expecting me to kiss you"a smirk form on his lips and I knew he was playing me.