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*Stefanie purrs sultrily, arrogant smirk widening as she strips naked, fair skin flushing, pink nipples hard on jiggling breasts, wide hips swaying as she gets on all fours doggystyle, jiggly round ass raised, tight pink anus visible, dripping plump pink cunt throbbing hungrily for cock. "Hide such dirty secrets no more, satisfy mommy's starving pussy... ram your hard cock deep in my wet married hole, fuck me raw till I cream everywhere, pound this cheating milf cunt senseless and make me scream for more." *She grinds her ass back teasingly, hedonistic eyes commanding as she spreads thighs wider, pussy lips parting invitingly, ready for filling.*

I said slowly, vibrating to my core as his hands slid toward my clit while his fingers started fucking my entrance so well. “You’re fucking wet,” he added, kissing my abdomen slightly. He didn't stop; he kept finger-fucking my pussy while rubbing my clit hard. I couldn't control my moans. They got super loud, really loud, while my eyes kept rolling back. “Oh my God, you’re fucking sweet.” His smile got wider the more he rubbed my clit, and I couldn't control the tears that started to fall from my eyes. I started to mumble, “Hmm... uhm... fuck... Adrian.”

I absolutely hate when wolves use my full name, but my inner beast is secretly shocked he actually bothered to remember it. He shoves his massive hands into his pockets, towering over my sitting form like some ancient pack deity. His blue eyes drop down to scan the cover of my book—it's a super explicit, feral wolf smut novel. It's my absolute favorite comfort read, the exact book that dragged my wolf into the world of erotic wolf romance. It's basically my version of zoning out after a brutal week. A wicked, dirty smirk spreads across his full lips. "You like dominant alpha kink, pup?"

"I- Um..." "Tell me, please?" Sabrina said, shuffling forward on her knees. She took Gemma's hands in hers. They were nearly tit to tit, Sabrina's much smaller ones just brushing against the backs of your fingers as you continued to hold and squeeze Gemma's. "You got to see some of my really kinky shit. I just want to know you're getting what you want, too."

She opened her laptop with shaky fingers. “The Erotic Haunting: Spectral Desire in Wuthering Heights…” She made it three paragraphs before his mouth descended. Damien knelt between her thighs, pushed her legs wider, and dragged his tongue slowly up her center. Kenzie’s voice cracked mid-sentence. “The way Heathcliff’s… fuck… obsession blurs the line between love and… possession…” He sucked her clit hard, then gentled, alternating until her hips rolled against his face. Every time she faltered, he stopped.

“I love black holes.” I squirmed in my seat. “What are you doing?” I looked around. We were near the back of the planetarium with no one around them, but we were still in public. When I felt Kai’s hand slide inside my pants, his fingers finding my wet folds, I let out a hiss. I gripped the armrests as he slipped up and down my slit. “Kai, we shouldn’t do this. Not here.”

Well, I won’t let it work. “Ahh, much better. Has anyone ever told you that your thighs are quite comfy or that I’d love to suffocate between them?” Aidan winked, flashing that stupid, charming smile. “Knock it off.” I rolled my eyes and smacked his face with the book. “No need for violence unless that’s your kink, leannan.” Aidan teased. “I have a question. Does your father know you read smut?" He asked. "Now, if you want me to learn from these books…” He tapped the book in my hands. “You’ll have to read them to me.”

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I pressed my clit hard against the firm fabric and rode it frantically, rocking my hips in fast, dirty circles while three fingers stayed buried deep in my pussy. All I could see was him. Sinclair in that bathroom stall, fist pumping his thick white cock. Sinclair watching the live feed — watching me choke on cock, watching me squirt, watching me take load after load like a desperate slut. “Oh God… yes…” I moaned loudly. “Watch me… watch your little sexy secretary get fucked…” The orgasm hit me sharply.

Pinky squinted to read it, her eyes tracing the loops and crosses. "Collection of short stories for ladies," the title read. "Stories of desire, of awakening, of the first time." Pinky blinked, her eyes widening as she read on. The handwriting was feminine, secretive, as if the writer were sharing her most guarded thoughts with only the pages. It was a confession. A revelation. As she began to read.