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How disgusting. Waiting for Marissa to make dinner, I read a romance novel from my favorite author in my room. Spread across the bed on my stomach, I start to fantasize that the characters in my book are Dean and I and we are in the middle of passionate love making. Overheating and wetting myself, I get off the bed and strip.

it too hated cheating bastards the most. Zhi Ruo smiled satisfied as she put the book back into the big screen, looking as graceful as ever like she hadn't thrown a tantrum just a moment before. "I'm done with that. Are there any missions available yet?" {Aiyya, i was just about to tell host. You have been given a B ranked mission in the small world in a Dramatic School Romance : <>. Does host wish to accept?} "Some high school story? I was hoping to be transferred into the harem of some ancient chinese emperor" Zhi Ruo pouted "It's better than staying bored in this place though." She added as she clicked yes.

I turned it on and immediately began downloading sci-fi and romance novels. And then I downloaded all the latest songs from my favourite artists. After that, I decided games would be good too. I thought about movies but didn't go ahead with it as I preferred reading novels to watching movies. Once everything was all downloaded, I turned on airplane mode on my phone and began reading a sci-fi romance novel called The Eight Princes' Consort From Another Space Time. It was a novel about a girl who was mysteriously transported a thousand years back in time and first became the second daughter of the Qu family before she was married to the Eight Prince of Dongue.

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Needed to shut this down quick, or holes would gape. "You feel it, not say it." She rose on her toes, breath hot by his ear. "Words fall short." Her warm scent ghosted his skin, sparking a shiver. "Love's not talk. You've gotta feel it." Ethan's walls crumbled right then. One hand cradled her head, the other her waist, pinning her to the bookshelves. The kiss crashed in, fierce and hungry. The stately study filled now and then with soft, heated breaths.

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"Ah, ah. I'm, I'm, very, very nice. What? No, nothing's wrong. Oohhh. Everything's v-very right, very, v-v-very. . . . No, in fact right now I'm hot. . . . It's because he's eating me. Yes, him. No, Chuck, you're the asshole, remember? Don't you dare hang up. “Oh, oh. Chuck, I don't want to argue right— god, you're going to make me— yes? I don't care. No, I can't, no, no way. Ahhh, ahhh. I'm sorry, dear. Because, ohh, because, because, you idiot, I'm going to come in his mouth! Ahhhhh! Ahhhh! You asshole! Ahhhhhh! Ahhhhhh! Ahhhhhh!" It was quite an orgasm, long, intense, vocal, and wet. "Yes, Chuck, you can believe what you heard. And he's still at it. Imight come again. Forget it, I'm not c

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My eyelids felt heavy as he cupped my chin with his clean hand and then brought the piece of chicken near my mouth. "You want some of this?" He asked in a husky tone. "Hmm," I hummed. "Hmm, what? I need you to tell me what you want." The dominant glow in his eyes made me feel giddy inside me. It made me clench and inwardly want to say fuck it and give in to my desires. I inhaled sharply when he placed the chicken against my lips and ran it across my lips, moistening them with it. "How much do you need this chicken?" He whispered, his eyes going darker.