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“Let me help convince her, Jules. Let me lick her clit while she signs. I want her cunt dripping when she gives it up.” She kissed me, slow, filthy, her tongue sliding against mine, tasting last night’s cum. Julian watched, his cock hardening against my hip, the head leaking more precum that smeared hot across my skin. Lauren’s fingers found my clit, circled it slowly, the slick sound loud in the quiet attic. “Read the last one out loud, you greedy little whore,” he ordered, his voice low, dangerous. I did, voice cracking as Lauren’s fingers dipped inside me, stretching my already sore cunt..

Georgina’s hands pull her hair harder, their moans growing as Analise speeds up, her hand grasping Georgina's hair as they orgasm together, Anaya's hand holding Georgina's breast as they slow down. Analise begins moving and pulling Georgina to her as they kiss. Analise’s hands push Georgina back onto the bed as her mouth kisses down Georgina’s body. Anaya moves grabbing the wands and bringing them to the bed, her mouth pressing against Georgina's. Her body moves as Georgina pushes the toy into her sex. Her mouth teases Anaya's clit as Analise moves and pushes the toy into Georgina and begins moving her hips. Their moans once again grow as Anaya grasps Georgina's hair as her tongue continues

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He’d caught me using it once, and he stayed angry about it for almost a week. I promised I wouldn’t use it again. I even threw away the one I had, like that would somehow seal the promise shut. But then his trips became more frequent… and that promise started to feel less like something real and more like something I said just to calm him down. I grabbed my phone from my nightstand and dropped onto the bed. I yanked my soaked panties down my thighs, and spread my legs wide. I unlocked my phone and opened the hidden folder where I kept a bunch of sex videos. I played one where a man was fucking a blonde-haired woman doggy style.

SARAH After two days of him ruining me, I stormed into his office the next evening, my hands shaking as I went through his computer while he was in a meeting. What I found made my blood boil. A hidden folder. Pictures of other secretaries before me. Notes on their cycles. And worse, records of the special "vitamins" he had been slipping into my morning coffee for weeks. Fertility drugs. The bastard had been drugging me to make sure I was extra ready for his cum.

⚠️ MATURE AUDIENCE ADVISORY This book contains explicit sexual content, graphic language, and themes intended for mature readers only. By proceeding, you acknowledge that you are 18 years of age or older. Reader discretion is strongly advised. *********** Unlock the door to your darkest fantasies and prepare to lose control. Illicit Affair is an erotic journey where the rules don't apply and inhibition is left at the threshold. From stolen glances in crowded rooms to the slow, agonizing burn of secret encounters, these stories are crafted to push every boundary and satisfy your deepest, most primal cravings.

Which builds sexual tensions between us, he asks me to send him sexy videos of myself, and I spam him with my regular videos. He tries hard to explain that it wasn’t the kind of sexy he meant, trying to tell me to make my videos more revealing without actually mentioning he wants me naked or he wants a nude video of myself. I act dumb whenever he mentions that, saying “I want to see more, beneath that” I just change the topic of our discussion, asking him about his day and what he was doing at the moment. It pisses him when I do that, I kept up with that, since I never felt safe doing that with someone I barely know.

"Don’t lie to me. You wanted this. You want me. Say it." She moaned, fingers clawing his hair. "I want you." "Good girl." He pulled back just enough to peel her shorts down, dragging her panties with them. She was soaked. His thumb slid between her thighs, finding her slick center. Her hips jerked. "So wet for me," he said, voice dark with hunger. "You’ve been thinking about this, haven’t you?" Lena’s face burned. She couldn’t lie. Not with her body betraying her so completely. She whimpered when his thumb found her clit, rubbing in slow, firm circles.

I felt impossibly stuffed, every nerve ending screaming with dark pleasure. They began to move. Damien thrust up into my pussy while Lucas drove into my ass from behind. The rhythm built into something punishing. My body rocked between them, breasts bouncing, skin slapping loudly against skin. Sweat slicked our bodies. The air grew thick with the scent of sex : musk, arousal, and raw lust. I could hear my own broken moans mixing with their low groans. Every thrust sent jolts through me. The friction was exquisite. Overwhelming.

Curiosity was eating at her. With an effort, she made herself focus on the other titles. He had books on negotiating, battle tactics, history, agriculture…boring. Didn’t the man read any fiction? There was a book on stained glass that looked mildly interesting, but she kept scanning the shelves, hoping for something more enticing. Her search was rewarded. There, right in the middle of his shelves at eye level, was an entire shelf of books devoted to lovemaking. Wiley’s eyes boggled as she read the titles: An Illustrated Guide to the Sensual Arts. A Woman’s Climax. Emotional Need and the Sensual Virgin. There were dozens of titles.