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Alice tried to say something but her voice caught on a sob of pleasure as his hand came down on her again. “What did you say?” He demanded. “Tell me what you are?” “A bad girl.” She gasped. “A very bad girl.” Jessica almost groaned with disappointment when Mr. Ryan pulled away. But then she licked her lips, her p***y tightened as he began to unbuckle his trousers. In her seat, she was shaking. How long has she dreamed about his c**k? Now she would finally get to see it. It would make her fantasies so much more real.

I cared about the way his eyes flared when he saw my black lace bra straining against my skin. "I knew it," he hissed, his voice thick with a dark kind of satisfaction. "Underneath the spreadsheets and the polite smiles, you’ve been hiding this for me." He grabbed my waist and lifted me, sitting me squarely on the edge of the mahogany desk. I felt the cold surface against my skin, a stark contrast to the blistering heat radiating off him. He moved back in between my legs, his heavy weight pinning me down as he buried his face in the crook of my neck. He didn't nibble; he bit. A sharp, stinging mark that I knew would turn purple by morning. I let out a jagged cry, my fingers digging into his

“I enjoy being full. I like feeling it inside.” He leaned forward again and braced his hands on the floor on either side of Princely’s head. He was above him now, caging him in. Their cocks brushed, and both of them let out a gasp. “I want you to fuck me, Princely,” Noble whispered, "I want to feel you. I wish to feel that stretch, and I want to feel this—” He ground his hips down, letting the cool metal of his piercing press against Princely’s stomach. “—get pulled. Every time you move.”

That was more money than I made in two months. “That’s a lot of money… I’ll stay,” I said quickly, trying to ignore how both of them were staring at me. Victor’s lips curved into a smirk. “Good. We like having you here, Serena.” The way he said my name made my pussy clench. They both looked at me like they wanted to bend me over the kitchen island right there, what’s with them and their attractiveness? Later that night… I was completely lost in my own world. Lying on my back in the middle of the huge bed of the guest room, legs spread wide open, my fingers were frantically rubbing my soaked pussy. My AirPods were blasting dark, sensual music as I read one of my dirtiest books.

Chapter 9 Sophia’s pov “Da… fuk yess” I moaned my voice cracking while my pussy rubbed desperately along his hard cock my juices making wet filthy sounds every time he ground against me my tits feeling heavy and sensitive in his hands my nipples aching and tingling from how he pinched and pulled them my whole body shaking with how bad I needed more even though my mind screamed that this was so wrong. The grinding turned frantic and desperate in seconds. I couldn’t control it anymore my hips bucked wild and fast against him chasing every thick slide of his cock along my bare dripping slit while he growled deep in his throat and thrust harder pinning me tighter to the staircase wall like he wa

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She rolled it between her fingers, tugging lightly, his eyes searching my face for a reaction. Cassie did the same to the right, her touch a little rougher, pinching and twisting until I had to bite my lip to stay quiet. Nicole finally let go but before I could even take a breath, Kendall leaned in taking it into her warm mouth. She sucked slowly, her tongue swirling around the sensitive bud while her hand kneaded the soft flesh. My nipples had always been sensitive, but tonight they felt electric. Every tug, every suck, every pinch sent sparks straight down between my legs.

With the little information she had on Niall Winchester, he was a known playboy and this marriage had to be a plot to trap him. The thought made her thighs tremble. Her body reacted instantly, pussy clenching tight around the silicone shaft still lodged inside her. “Ohhh, fuck…” she moaned, grabbing the dildo and pumping it in and out with a wet squelch. Her head rolled back against the pillows, eyes fluttering. “Mmm… oh yes… this just got so much better.” Her free hand roamed over her naked body, squeezing one breast hard, twisting her nipple until she gasped. Her hips bucked up off the bed, desperate for more friction.

I flopped back onto the bed and he followed right after, crawling over me with that grin that said he knew exactly what he wanted. He hovered above me on his elbows, looking down with this mix of hungry and soft that always messed with my head. “I learned three new styles while I was trying to get over you. Wanna try them? First one’s all about the build-up, then two ways to fuck, and I’m saving the best for last. You game?” I rolled my eyes but laughed under my breath, because of course he was turning this into some sex seminar. “You’re such a cocky asshole, Jax. But yeah, show me what you got, hotshot. Make it good or I’m kicking you out mid-thrust.”

I dived into my bed with the magazine. “Just what I needed.” I muttered, I was very horny, but I tried to fight the thoughts that were coming to my mind, but the magazine in front of me wasn't helping matters. "Fuck it," I muttered, carefully scanning the magazine. It was a sex and foreplay guide. My eyes nearly popped off at the next picture. A man was sucking off the breasts of a woman who was obviously enjoying herself. I felt a rush to my pussy. I instantly knew had to do this before I completely lost my mind.