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Slowly, she lowered herself until our pussies kissed hot, slick, and messy. “Fuck… yes,” Alessia breathed as she started grinding. She rubbed her soaked cunt against mine in slow, deliberate strokes at first, then faster and harder. Our clits slid and bumped together with every roll of her hips. The lewd sound of wet pussy grinding on wet pussy echoed loudly. Mixed cum from the guys made everything even slicker, coating both our mounds as we tribbed. I couldn’t stop the whimpers spilling from my lips. “Ahh… Alessia…”

She couldn't. The book tumbled to the floor as he yanked her thighs apart. No more patience. No more hesitation. Just the raw, desperate heat of her body clenching around him as he fucked her like the illustrations promised—hard, deep, unforgiving. Duy Nam fucked Ánh Nguyệt relentlessly—bent over the bed, her legs hooked over his shoulders, pressed against the wall with her silk robes shoved up around her waist. Every page of that damned book came alive beneath his hands, her moans growing louder, her body slick and swollen with need.

When my shift ended, I found myself walking toward the corner table where Kael sat, his laptop closed now, a book in his hands. I stopped short when I saw the cover. ‘Knot We Cannot Untie.’ That was the book he was holding. I can't believe that Kael would be reading one of Linda Lively’s books. “You read… this?” I said, the surprise evidently in my voice. Kael looked up, one brow raised. “Why? You think I only read racing magazines and bank statements?” I gave a small laugh. “Chill bro. It’s just… not what I was expecting ”

She’s in the back, unboxing a new shipment of indie books. “Oh,” I coo, sitting down on the floor next to Betty and looking into the box of books. “I’ve been dying to read this one.” I pick up a paperback with a beautiful cover of a couple kissing in front of a mountain. “It looks so good in person. I read the e-book as soon as it came out. Kristen Mayer is one of my favorite authors now.” She runs her finger down the spine, looking at the book lovingly. She’s a non but loves books just as much as Kristy and I do. I’m sure she suspects something unusual is up with us, but she hasn’t said anything, and I don’t think she will. She’s a typical bookworm and would rather deal with fictional issue

" Whips and chains? What is this , Fifty Shades Of Grey?" " Oh so you've watched the movie?" My fingers intertwine like ivy tendrils as I clasp my hands in front of me, eyes glimmering at the saucy revelation of Amanda watching one of the most kinkiest BDSM movies ever made. I wonder what else she's been watching besides erotic films. " I read the book," I raised a teasing eyebrow at that defensive excuse.

I’m offended! There is a small compartment over the drivers seat and passenger seat that is full of books. Kehlani mostly likes the self help books and the occasional romance. She has maybe two horror books out of her collection which I’ve read both of them. I don’t do well with horror, I get paranoid for days. He picks out Chasing Red by Isabelle Ronin. My jaw is slightly parted as he returns to my side and opens the book.

I shuddered as he pulled me closer, his fingers threading through my hair. His touch burned, but it wasn’t the heat of love. It was the heat of domination. Of control. I didn’t want to admit it—but I felt something stir inside me, something that made my skin crawl and my chest tighten. It wasn’t just fear. It was something darker. Something terrifying.

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I wanted her kneeling because she chose it, not because the contract said so. And here she was—behind the circulation desk, wide-eyed, flushed, surrounded by a damning pile of BDSM books. Fifty Shades, Story of O, The Claiming of Sleeping Beauty—pages dog-eared, spines cracked open like confessions. She looked up and saw me. Her breath caught. “Niklaus.” The sound of my name on her lips went straight to my cock. I let my gaze drop to the books, then back to her face. She flushed deeper, hands fluttering like she wanted to cover them.

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