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He repeated his movements over and over until both peaks were swollen, glistening, and throbbing in time with my racing pulse. Every pull of his mouth felt like he was drawing something deeper out of me, something I had kept locked away for years. When he finally lifted his head, his lips were wet, his eyes black and filled with lust and want. My breasts rose and fell with every ragged breath I took, my nipples were dark and glistening from his attention. “Touch yourself,” he ordered again, quieter this time. “Spread your legs wider and show me.” I obeyed instantly. My thighs parted, the thin dress still bunched around my waist like a fallen halo and I slid one hand down my stomach, tremblin

“If it isn’t little Lia the nerd. Come to watch the show?” “I—I’m sorry,” she stammered, clutching her books tighter. Her nipples hardened against her bra. “I didn’t mean to—” “But you’re not leaving.” He turned fully toward her now, cock still in hand, bold and unashamed. A bead of precum glistened at the slit. “You like what you see, don’t you?” Lia’s mouth went dry. Her pussy throbbed. She had touched herself hundreds of times thinking of him, but this was real.

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His chest pressed against my back, one hand gripping my hip, the other braced on the shelf above my head. He started moving. Hard, fast thrusts that rocked me against the books. The shelf creaked softly with every slam. I pushed back to meet him, needing more. The wet sound of our bodies filled the small space between the stacks. “Quiet, baby,” he reminded me, but his pace didn’t slow. “They might still be upstairs.” I nodded, moaning into my arm. Each thrust hit deep, sending sparks through me. His free hand slid around to rub my clit in rough circles. The double sensation made my knees weak.

"Would you... want to watch? Watch us?" His eyes widened, then darkened with interest. "Could I?" "That's why I asked," I said, smiling. “You could learn a few tricks as well.” I packed a bag with my sexiest lingerie, a sheer nightgown, and some tights. Liam sat on my bed, watching me. "You made me feel so good," I said later, lying beside him, tracing the lines of his abdomen. "How did you learn to eat pussy like that?" "The internet," he said simply.

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.

“This pussy. These tits. All of it.” I nodded, beyond words. Third orgasm hit harder. My body locked. I dug my nails into his shoulders and came around his cock in long pulses. He groaned and followed, burying himself deep and flooding me. Hot. Thick. Until I felt it leaking out around him. We stayed joined, breathing hard. He pulled out slow. Cum dripped down my thigh. Afterward, neither of us moved for a long moment. The linens smelled like wax and dust and him.

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Desire and lust shined there, with something else. My tongue flicked her nub before I flattened my tongue to slide in her slit. She was wet and warm. Her skin firm and soft. I tongued her hole and she whimpered. I pushed two fingers inside. She was tight. I dragged my fingers back out and thrust in again. She arched her back, and I sucked her cl8t again, imitating what I wanted to do with my co8ck. Her soft cries grew louder. I felt her hands in my hair, pushing me down. I sucked harder, took a little bite, then sucked away the hurt. Her thighs started spasming, and I knew she was close. I curled my fingers inside her against that little rough patch, scraping my teeth against her swollen but

His intense blue eyes were completely unreadable in the heavy shadows of the room, but the hunger in them hadn’t faded. He reached down and slowly unclipped the lace garter, sliding the delicate straps down her legs with deliberate care, leaving her in nothing but the sheer stockings and one remaining heel. His gaze dragged over every inch of her—red handprints on her hips, bite marks on her neck, the way her pussy still fluttered and leaked. Without warning, his large palm came down in a sharp, wet slap directly against her soaked pussy. Hazel jolted hard, a broken cry tearing from her throat as the sting bloomed into white-hot pleasure.