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34 - One More Time Cillian My cock twitched and throbbed hearing her sultry voice, demanding me to breed her. Maybe it was our carnal instinct, but I couldn’t help but imagine how perfect she’d look with my cum dripping out of her flushed pussy. I kissed her, pulling her closer and moaning when the wetness of her heat lubed up my tip. Lowering my hand to rub her clit, I growled in her ear, “Look in the mirror, Doll. Look how your pussy stretches around my thick cock and takes me in.”

Autumn's standpoint "Kiss me?" A mischievous smile spread on his lips. "I thought you'd never ask." Mordecai brought my head down to his and kissed me, slowly, sexually, passionately. I let myself drown in the pleasurable taste of his mouth, knowing fully well that I taste like chips. The protruding little mister was bugging me down there. So with a growl, I pulled away from the kiss and sat up straight. I pulled the shirt over my head carefully so I wouldn't fall off the covers. Finally, I was stark naked in front of him.

The kiss was hungry. Needy. I need to keep up. But I can feel sparks. Electrifying sparks. Fireworks and stars. Oh God. This is not a dream. This is really happening. Don Adrian Morelli is really kissing me. I reached to hold his neck, praying internally not to be stopped. I wasn't. Yes! I held him and began kissing him back. He nibbled my bottom lips, making me let out a moan. He gained entrance into my lips, deepening the kiss.

My hands tremble as I sit in the car, waiting for Sloane to get back. I guess she still went ahead to get the Cheeseburger. I don't even know if I like cheeseburgers anyway. I don't know how theirs will taste. Moments after, the driver's seat opens and Sloane bends her head into the car, holding brown packed meals, with two cups of iced coffee. “I don't think this is the right time to take this, but it will make you feel good. There's a strawberry flavour in it. Trust me, you will like it.” She says as she places them down between the two seats and enters the car.

“Then why are you here?” “Because when I kissed you, I felt something.” She closed her eyes. “I felt it too.” Another pause. Then— “I hate you for it,” she whispered. “I hate myself more.” And then it happened again. Another kiss. But this time—slower. Angrier. Wetter. Their mouths collided like grief meeting hunger. He gripped her waist like she was an anchor. She kissed him like he was a mistake she wanted to make again. But she stopped first.

The moment contact broke, The hunger stirred again. Sharp. Immediate. She gasped softly. Kael noticed instantly. His jaw tightened. “Touch me again,” she said before thinking. The words slipped out too quickly. Too honestly. For a second, neither of them moved. Then Kael stepped forward without hesitation and grabbed her hand again. Relief slammed through her body so fast it almost hurt. The hunger quieted instantly. The figure watched in silence. “That’s impossible,” it murmured again. Kael’s eyes darkened slightly. “You keep saying that.”

The water cascades over us, oh it’s hot and relentless, steam curling like smoke in the dim bathroom light. “Just a Fan” by Teezo Touchdown hums faintly from my phone on the sink—slow, sultry beat syncing with my racing pulse, just the right kind of music to set the mood. Christian’s soft lips are on mine, gentle at first, always gentle at first, but I feel the hunger building, his tongue slipping in to taste me deeper, like he’s drinking me in.

" I looked up and crashed straight into the lingering fear in his eyes. He brought me home, ran a hot bath for me, and made my favorite braised fish. During dinner, Stefan was still looking down at his phone. The fish in my mouth tasted like wax. My mind kept drifting back to that friend request. Then, in the next second, Stefan excitedly pushed his phone toward me. His eyes were bright. "Lise, I finally got us front-row tickets to the concert! "Now our little sweetheart can see her idol up close."

He continued. I smiled at him. He leaned closer and kissed me on my lips while holding my cheek. I love Milo 's kisses. They are always so warm and his lips are always so soft like cotton candy and immensely skillful. They are so luscious that I don't want to stop kissing them. I didn't care if the people were staring at us or the paps were taking photos of us because that didn’t matter anymore. What I wanted was right in front of me and I am holding every inch of him close before he goes away. He pulled himself away and his lips were forming into a smile. "But I prefer her to listen to You Had Me From Hello by Kenny Chesney. Classic." he tells me a song that I have never heard of that song.