Passage Du Desir Review Novels & Stories

Without hesitation, Desirée leaned forward and buried her face in Kaida’s pussy. Kaida gasped, a sharp, beautiful sound. Desirée’s tongue delved into her folds, tasting her unique coolness and the hot, slick evidence of her arousal. She licked and suckled, mimicking the rhythm Conor was pounding into her own body. Kaida’s hands fisted in Desirée’s hair, her hips beginning to move against Desirée’s mouth.

I lightly blow on her nipple so I can watch it become tighter. “I want to taste how sweet you are on my tongue.” Her brows pinch together, her lips part, and her body begins to move under me. Dara’s back arches for a moment before she lies back down. “I don’t know how much time I have before you wake up. I hate to be quick. I want to take my time with you but if you see me… I can’t imagine what you’d do.” I take her hand, pressing it to my chest. “You would never want me. Not when I look like this.” My gray skin was in stark contrast to hers. “I want to imagine what it’s like for you to want me, which is why I’m here.” I kiss her lips and while hers are unmoving, feeling those soft clouds un

Damien continued to fuck me, his movements unrelenting, drawing out my pleasure until I was a trembling, boneless mess on the desk. As I came down from my high, Damien pulled out, his body glistening with sweat. He turned me around, his eyes filled with a mixture of awe and desire. "You're incredible, Emma," he said, his voice breathless. "The way you make me feel... it's unbelievable." I smiled, a slow and seductive curve of my lips. "I'm glad you think so," I said, my voice was seductive. "Because I'm not done with you yet."

she gasps, her voice breaking. I obey, my hips pumping furiously as I drive deeper into her. Desiree's head thrashes from side to side, her body trembling with the effort of holding back. "Caspian, I can't..." she cries, her voice hoarse with pleasure. I pause, my heart racing with concern. "Desiree, are you okay?" She nods, her eyes burning with desire. "Yes, just... don't stop." I resume my rhythm, my hips pounding against hers as Desiree's body bows off the bed. Her screams echo through the room, her voice hoarse with pleasure as I push her to the edge.

On the other side of the curtain, I heard the chair creak. "She’s doing great, Luke," I called out, my voice muffled by her thighs. "Just hold her hand steady. We’re almost through the sensitivity check." Luke’s voice came back, sounding choked up. "I’ve got you, honey. I’m right here." I felt a surge of power. I worked my tongue deeper, swirling it into her opening while my thumbs spread her lips wide. The wet sounds were unmistakable. Desiree was a mess. She was sobbing into her pillow, her body shuddering as she hit her second climax. Her juices flooded my mouth, hot and thick. She bucked one last time and then went limp, her legs shaking in the stirrups.

Desiree began to protest. “I’m going to love those tender, sensitivie nipples of yours until you can't help but quiver under me. Then I'm going to kiss you all over your body before descending to your pussy. Then I'll eat you out until you can't help but grip and hold on to my head for dear life as you cum.” “God,” Desiree groaned, feeling an ache so delicious in her core that she had to clench her thighs together. “See? You’re wet just thinking about it,” Gerald smirked like a devil who knew that his attempts were working. “Come on, let's get out of here, princess. We can be very careful, and they probably wouldn't even know that we’re gone.”

"Wonderful." I retreated, and soon I took off my underwear too, leaving me completely naked. This girl will now regret conspiring against me. I climbed to bed, hastily covering her petite figure, careful not to crush her now. She smelled fresh and soft. "You will regret coming here, girl." Anahita's pov I am standing in a desert. all by myself and thirsty A devilish laugh was heard from far away. "You will regret..." I didn't hear anything beyond that : "Aidan, Natalia, somebody get me out of here."

Rich. "Of course, he fits your type," I teased, a playful grin forming on my face. "Handsome, enigmatic, and oh-so-difficult to please. It's like he stepped right out of your romantic daydreams. I can't deny he has the looks," I said, grinning. "But boy, does he know how to push us to our limits. It's like he enjoys watching us squirm."

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They let her tremble for minutes before the solo turns. Damien carried her to the master bed. He tied her spread-eagle to the posts—soft silk ropes at wrists and ankles, body open and arched. Then he settled between her thighs, missionary, eyes locked on hers. No rush. Long, deliberate thrusts that bottomed out each time, grinding against her clit with every roll of his hips. He whispered the entire time—low, velvet commands: “So beautiful. Look how perfectly you take me. Every inch. Every time. You were made for this, weren’t you?” She came quietly beneath him, shuddering, staring into his steady gaze as he spilled deep, holding still inside her until the aftershocks faded.