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Finally, one of his hands slid down, but instead of washing the rest of me, he went between my legs, and cupped my sex. "I'm pretty sure I'm supposed to feel sore," I murmured. "Do you have some weird sex magic?" Orion laughed, a deep rumbling sound that sent pleasant vibrations through me. "I guess you can call it that," he agreed. "Wait, really?" He gently tugged at my ear with his teeth, then moved on to kiss and nibble at my neck. "Mm hmm." "So you meant it literally when you said you would make it not hurt before you um...put your cock in me?"

“Did you receive my letters?” He nodded. “Yes, I did but I was too busy to reply. Forgive me.” I scoffed and stepped backwards from him, tears filling my eyes. “You say you love me but you don’t even tell me when you’re leaving and you don’t reply to my letters. I have been horny for fourteen days, Eric. Crazily horny. I touch myself every night in the dark while thinking about you. I have these wild fantasies that I fight so hard not to have, but I can’t stop because my husband is not here.”

“That’s going to stay in my phone forever. Whenever I’m away, I’ll play it. I’ll jerk my cock to the sound of your pretty cries. You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” She moaned, pushing forward against his hand. “Dirty little girl.” He pinched her clit, loving the sound that escaped her mouth after. “On your hands and knees, Printsessa. You sound like you’re aching for more.” Charlotte immediately got on her hands and knees, imitating her current position on the screen. Maksim knelt behind her on the floor, lined up his cock with her entrance, and pushed into her in a slow torturous movement. Charlotte wiggled her ass back, wanting more.

He looked like he was thinking. “Then there’s nothing to be done. But tell me, why are you repressing your sexual desires? You know erotics and sex are a form of magic, right?” he asked. “I do. But these things… I don’t… They can’t be fulfilled. It’s like torture. The dreams feel so real but they aren’t and it makes me feel… empty. Funniest part is that they don’t even touch me. Just words,” I said.

Also, this isn't an erotica and for those of you who love slow burn romance then I got you covered. I'm really thankful for giving this book a chance and I hope to see your comments too❤️

I continued my dance , swaying my hips and teasing him . Slowly, I started taking off the lingerie from the bralette, revealing my firm, round breasts and my nipples which were already hard as stones. Nathan’s breathing grew heavy as he watched, completely mesmerized by my erotic display. He reached out, tracing a finger down my stomach, pausing at my waist . I moaned softly as his fingers brushed against my sensitive skin, my body trembling in anticipation. He pulled me closer, his lips finding mine in a passionate kiss. I reached for the waistband of his pants, undoing them with practiced ease. I slipped my hand inside and wrapped my fingers around his hard length, stroking it firmly.

And I'm more than happy to fill them as long as I want to. Neena stripped herself naked and began to grab her huge tits as well as pinching her nipples while moaning the whole time. I grabbed her by the waist aggressively before putting on tit in my mouth. I flickered my tongue over each nipple, biting and pinching while Clarissa kept bobbing her head over my dick. The sloppy wet sounds of saliva and dick fucking her mouth filled the room and as I steadied her head at a consistent pace, I felt my muscles tense, my dick pulsing and a warning coming.

Taking, searching, demanding, desperate. Her hand crawled and grabbed my hand to make me hold both her breasts, but that was not my aim. One of my hands pulled down the last piece of clothing she’s wearing. Our lips separated, and I looked at where my own hand had gone. Her center shone. Her clit was reddish as expected, which I know has no trace of hair. This might be the reason why Sir Ezekiel was crazy about her. “M-Ma’am… this isn’t right,” I managed, though my voice betrayed me.

LUCA; I'm obsessed with my gym partner. Utterly and completely obsessed. And no, not in a platonic way. In an erotic, filthy and sinful way. His name is Ethan. Yes, I'm fucking straight. The mere idea of another man touching me in that manner, was repulsive to say the least. Should be a disgusting.... demonic act. I detested the thought of it...but it was such a shame that I had no control of my body's reaction. Of my thoughts. They were filthy and borderline pornographic on the things I imagined he'd do to me, or the things I'd would love to explore with him.

And remember, beneath the fiery heat of desire, there beats a heart that craves love, understanding, and connection. Thank you for joining me on this journey. I can't wait for you to experience the magic of the Spicy One-Shot Collection. With love and passion, Unusualdee Passion Pages “Passion Pages isn't just any reflection journal; it’s a powerful tool for those who wish to accept their sensuality.” — Unusualdee. After diving into this collection of short erotic stories, you absolutely need to grab the reflection journal designed to process all those swirling emotions and tantalizing thoughts that spring up while reading!