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Celeste kissed her slowly, tongue teasing, hips rocking. The woman stripped out of her dress. No lingerie. Her body was toned, curved, and commanding. She walked to the bed, climbed on behind Celeste, and pressed her body flush against her back. Her breath tickled Celeste’s ear. “I’ve heard about you.” Celeste moaned as her fingers slid between her legs. “Damian’s little masterpiece.” Her hand was skilled. Slow. Teasing. Dominant. Celeste gasped as the woman’s fingers slipped inside her, curling expertly, already finding the spot that made her eyes roll back.

She was wearing a thin robe, so white and so transparent that he could see her petite, nude form through it. His eyes then wandered around the hall. Two oriental lesbians were busy tasting each other’s mouths, while pressing their naked bodies against each other in front of an eager audience. Loud moans of female pleasure caused him to turn around. Behind him he saw a naked buxom woman on all fours getting pounded from behind by a bald black man in leather and chains. He held her tightly from the small of her waist while pounding into her depths like he owned her. Luke watched as her breasts swayed underneath her as her moans grew louder and wilder. In order to get a closer look, he moved ri

She leaned over and passionately smothered her lover with wanton kisses of her parted lips. While her wounded heart pounded and her body being aroused by such striking beauty, the lamp disgorged a drop of burning oil from the tip of its flame and fell upon the goddess's right stomach. It was unspeakable and unforgivable to taint a glorious body of a god - a crime punishable by death.

After about fifteen minutes of waiting in the lounge, he heard giggles of a group of girls, and then Madison entered with two other girls, all naked and completely shocked to see him. "Who are you?" Madison's soft voice came, soft but firm. She raised a brow at him, her nipples pointing straight at him and he didn't even bother to look away from those monster tits. He had only seen such massive breasts in p**n, never in real life, and now he was staring at them? Nothing was going to stop him now from claiming her and making her his. Killian was known for being promiscuous. He never cared about any girl enough to keep her after he had gotten what he wanted...the warmth of her pussy. Love didn

He kissed her. She loved the way his lips felt. She had almost forgotten how soft his lips were…she let her self sink in for a few seconds before it hit her…she shouldn’t be doing this. She pushed him away and snapped…”you’re out of your mind…I’m getting married to your brother so whatever you think is going on here, it’s non-existent”… She walked away immediately…acting like she didn’t enjoy it…she knew she shouldn’t but yet…she did. She loved Dominic very much and she was looking forward to getting married to him very soon. But what she felt for Jax…she couldn’t explain it. She didn’t like him, but there was something…something she couldn’t quite explain.

Jennifer, trying to hide her arousal, said, "So lesbian talk is as blunt as hetero talk." "So it seems," Lara nodded, as she grabbed Jennifer's ankle and began to put the stocking on.. "I thought lesbians could try taking a girl's clothes off?"

"No, it's fine." "What happened to her?" I could feel his curiosity and I know he wouldn't let it go if I don't say something. Telling him about Gabriella would mean telling him about myself. This is my second time meeting him but I felt already connected to him, so I explained all that happened. He gasped when I told him I was a rogue and when he saw me the first time, I came to tell my mate to reject me. "Wow Luna. It looks like you don't really have an idea of what mate rejection does to werewolves?"

His hand slid higher under my dress and met the bare skin of my upper thigh and kept climbing without hesitation. The glove was warm from his body heat. When his fingers brushed the edge of my underwear I made a sound against his mouth that I could not swallow in time. Damian answered it with a low, rough noise of his own and pressed me harder into the shelves. Books shifted at my back. One spine dug into my shoulder blade. I did not care. “Quiet,” he murmured against my lips. “Unless you want the next person in that hallway to hear exactly what a slut, the Lee cute princess really is.”

Zara could feel the scorching heat radiating off Lily's body, the frantic pounding of her heart. Zara captured Lily's lips in a searing kiss, pouring all her pent-up passion and desire into the heated embrace. Lily responded with equal fervor, her small hands fisting in Zara's hair as she pressed herself wantonly against the larger woman. Their tongues tangled and dueled, tasting, exploring, stoking the fires of lust higher and higher.

I wanted the floor to swallow me. Lucas slipped one finger inside me slow, deep while continuing the conversation about centerpieces. My thighs trembled. I bit the inside of my cheek to stay silent, pretending to study my notebook. The same notebook that now held vows filthier than anything Victoria could imagine. “Read the next one quietly,” Lucas murmured when Victoria excused herself to take a quick call from her assistant. His breath was warm against my ear, finger still moving lazily inside me. “Under the table. Now.”