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Introduction: In the hot, hazy summer of a small town, an eighteen-year-old nerd accidentally enters a forbidden world of desire that will change his life forever. He is stuck in a house full of tension and unspoken anger, and he can't stop thinking about the one woman he shouldn't want—his beautiful, curvy mother. When a heated argument starts a fire of raw, wild desire, their relationship turns into a secret dance of seduction and surrender. In the back of a minivan, where they can steal glances and whisper secrets, they cross a line that ties them together in a web of forbidden love. This is a story about love, guilt, and the thrilling thrill of giving in to what is wrong. Every touch is

Disclaimer!!! : Explicit erotica concept, raw and unfiltered desires. BDSM and Kink. Triggering themes. Do not go any further if you are not ready for the heat. No Intro, go in blind and enjoy the outcome. ----- ZINNIA’S POV I gasped as I moaned out my husband's name. I arched up towards him as he stroked my pussy with his cock. I writhed against the bedsheet moaning out loudly. “Fuck Ryder….oh babe!” I watched my husband slip his cock out of my pussy and give me a spank on my ass. Making me scream, and coming back to reality.

They were both impressed that I have already published a half dozen books that have been fairly successful. “I love the Erotic Wizard book you wrote,” Fiona purred. It amazed me that she had already read one of my books. “I get aroused every time I think about those steamy sex scenes you described,” she announced openly. There was a short silence that followed and Franny was grinning broadly when I glanced over at her.

Stopping for a moment, I bite the corner of my mouth, pouting my lips as I scrutinize the rest of the words. Zeath intentionally handed me this book. I mean, we’re both adults. But did he know the content before giving it to me. And I didn’t check it either. It’s a fucking erotic book! “You read this?” I ask. I’m not surprised that he did, though. It just feels a bit odd since I’ve never seen him read a novel before. Talk more of erotic. He was more into newspapers—or I just didn’t look close enough to notice. “Yeah. It’s a kink series, actually.” Kink?? “Dark romance. I enjoy reading dark romance.”

“Hmm… I think you need to satisfy your curiosity.” Aria frowned. That didn’t sound like a real solution. “Don’t worry,” Elda leaned in as if she were about to share a secret. “You can do it on your own. I have books,” she said. Aria looked confused. “Books?” “Erotic books.” “What?” Aria’s eyes widened. “They’re written by women and sold secretly to other women. My friends and I got our hands on a few. You need to read them, my lady. You’ll enjoy them.”

I cried out, my fingers tangling in his dark hair. He pushed me back onto the cot, his body covering mine. The weight of him, the heat, was everything I’d dreamed of. His hands were everywhere—kneading my breasts, sliding down my ribs, over my hips. He hooked his fingers into the waist of my simple cotton underwear and tore them down my legs. The sound of the fabric ripping was the most erotic thing I’d ever heard. Then his hand was there. Between my legs. On my pussy. A big, rough-skinned palm cupping me, his middle finger sliding through the wetness I couldn’t control.

I squeezed my thighs together, already feeling myself grow wet. “You like that, don’t you?” Lord Blackwood’s deep, commanding voice sent a shiver straight through me. “Take it deeper. That’s it… good girl.” I bit down hard on my lip to stop myself from moaning. My hand pressed between my legs over my skirt, desperate for some kind of relief. Every filthy word he spoke made my pussy throb painfully. Night after night, I returned.

I tried to keep my eyes open but the first lick made me tip my head back in pleasure. Robin climbed onto the bed beside me and turned my face toward him so he could kiss me again while his brother worked between my legs. I came the first time with Hillian’s tongue against my clit and Robin’s fingers twisting my nipple. My orgasm hit me so bad that my thighs were shaking, but Hillian did not stop. He kept licking through it until I pushed at his head, I was oversensitive. Robin took his place. And he was rougher with his mouth, he sucked my clit harder, adding two fingers right away and curling them inside me.

"It's true. Quite a few of the books I used to read were reverse harem novels. One woman having to serve two or more men. They weren't the only type I read, but maybe fifty percent." "Wasn't my brother enough of a man for you?" "Master is the most skillful lover I've ever had. The best orgasms of my life have been with him?" "Would you agree, Lisa?" Cindy asked. "Definitely. Totally cosmic cums; much better than my former husband." "The one who raped you both, who got shot? Mom and Dad told me about him." "That's the one." "So why did you fantasize about multiple men fucking you?" Cindy asked.

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.