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I was so close already, trembling on the edge. Jace reached around and rubbed my clit in fast, rough circles while never slowing his pace. “You’re going to come all over your best friend’s fiancé’s cock,” he growled into my ear. “And you’re going to do it quietly.” The dirty words destroyed me. My orgasm hit like an explosion. I screamed into his hand as my pussy clenched violently around his thick cock, gushing all over him. My whole body shook uncontrollably while he kept fucking me through it, drawing out every last wave of pleasure.

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Ria noticed and leaned down, sucking one into her mouth through the thin fabric, then pulling the top aside to lick and nibble directly on the stiff peak. She finger-fucked me harder and faster, her fingers plunging deep and curling with every deep stroke while her palm ground against my clit. Juices coated her hand and dripped down my ass as I writhed beneath her. In my mind, it wasn’t Ria’s fingers stretching me…it was Mr. Collins’ thick, experienced cock burying itself inside my virgin pussy for the first time, stretching me and claiming me.

he murmured against her skin. His mouth continued its downward journey, placing open-mouthed kisses along her collarbone. Mia's head fell back against the glass window, her breath coming faster as he moved lower. When his lips closed around one sensitive nipple, she gasped, her hands clutching at his shoulders. Her eyes fluttered open briefly, taking in the view from the window. Across the gap, her own hotel room window was visible, dark now. Other windows in surrounding buildings glowed with distant lights. The thought that someone might see them, might be watching as Alex's mouth worked at her breast, sent a fresh surge of heat between her legs.

I began to slide my hand up and down, slow and deliberate, savoring the friction. "Mmm... Lizzy," I groaned, the name tasting like sin on my tongue. I pictured her pressed against that door, but in my mind, it wasn't my father's hands on her hips. It was mine. I increased the pace, my thumb rubbing circles over the sensitive head as I leaked hot pre-cum. "Lizzy... ahhh... you slut... mmmgh... Lizzy..." I groaned into the empty room.

A sharp yelp tore from her as two fingers suddenly drove into her sopping hole, forcing her to break the kiss and glance down in wide-eyed surprise. She nibbled her lip, transfixed by the sight of those fingers plunging deep, stirring and collecting her abundant wetness with each invasive thrust. They withdrew only to slam back in, out and in again, building a rhythm that amplified the ecstasy pulsing through her pussy. Then they scissored apart inside her, stretching her walls deliciously, making her eyes roll back in ecstasy before settling into a steady, pounding pace. “Ahh… ahh, yeah, fuuuck…” she moaned wildly, her expression a mask of twisted pleasure. “Ahh… right there… yesss… so gooo

BOOK 3: CHAPTER 61: Unholy Addiction “Oh my God…” she cries out, her voice loud, raw, and soaked in overwhelming pleasure. Moans spill from her lips like confessions—explicit, fevered, and uncontrollable. Lust, dark and consuming, pervades every inch of her senses, stealing her breath and reason.

Our pretty princess and our submissive little slut. Our sweet Gabriella. THE END

Chapter 13: Gym Sweat and Secrets The morning sun filtered through the manor's tall windows, casting golden stripes across the breakfast table. I poked at my porridge, feigning interest while Richard sipped his coffee, his eyes occasionally drifting to my bare legs under the table. I'd chosen a short silk robe that barely skimmed my thighs, the fabric whispering against my skin with every shift. Jake was across from me, scrolling his phone, but I caught him glancing up, his fork pausing mid-air as I crossed my legs, letting the robe part just enough to flash the curve of my hip.