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“She’s dripping for us.” Alexander hummed against me in agreement, the vibration sending another jolt through my core. He slid two fingers inside me, curling them just right, pumping slowly while his tongue worked relentless circles on my clit. I was already close, my thighs were trembling. “Don’t come yet,” Mr. Kane ordered, pinching my nipple harder. “Not until we say.” I whimpered, hips bucking, trying to chase the edge anyway. Alexander pulled back just in time, leaving me panting and desperate.

My nails raked down his back, my body betraying me as I rocked against him while he tore my shorts aside and his fingers slipped between my wet folds and pressed on my already sensitive nub. I gasped, rocking against his fingers slowly. “Already wet for me,” he rasped, clearly satisfied at that revelation. I hated that he was right. Hated that my body was already his, whether I wanted it or not. But I wasn’t stopping. Not this time. “Ronan,” I breathed, fingers tangling in his hair. “Fuck me.” He groaned like the words physically pained him, dragging his cock against my slick heat, teasing me and torturing me.

"Tell me you're my little slut. Tell me you want that guy to hear me fucking you." "I'm... I'm your slut!" I cried out, my voice breaking into a pathetic whine. "I'm yours, Kade! Please, fuck me! Fuck me harder, Daddy, ruin me!" He obeyed, his movements becoming a blur of power and lust. He was growling now, a deep, guttural sound that was lost in the spray of the water. I felt his climax building, a tidal wave of heat that threatened to consume us both. He reached around, grabbing my own cock and stroking it with a rough, impatient grip that pushed me over the edge.

He cupped one breast, pinching the nipple while his other hand worked open her jeans. “Lift,” he ordered. She raised her hips. He shoved her jeans and panties down her thighs in one motion, leaving her completely naked on his lap. Cold air and heat from the fire hit her at the same time. Her nipples tightened instantly. “Look at that pretty pink pussy,” Maddox growled low, spreading her legs wider with his knees. “Already getting wet for three strangers.” Cole and Ryker stroked faster, eyes locked between her thighs.

A month had flown by in a haze of forbidden passion, with Adam and Nova stealing every possible moment to fuck like animals in heat, always careful to hide their illicit affair from Asli. Adam had claimed the young woman's body as his own personal playground. He pounded into her almost daily, whenever the opportunity arose, the risk of getting caught only fueling their lust. But Adam was deliberate in his recklessness, he never once slipped on a condom or allowed Nova to pop a single birth control pill.

His thumb rubbed my clit in light teasing strokes keeping me right there trembling and aching for release. I bit my lip hard, my cheeks burning but the heat between my legs won out. “I want your mouth on me next Riot. I want you to get on your knees and lick your own cum out of my pussy while you look up at me. Suck it all out then spit it back in and add more with your tongue. I want to be so full and messy that I smell like sex and you all the way home like I cannot even hide what you did to me.” My voice shook saying it but the way his eyes got even darker and his fingers twitched inside me told me he loved hearing me talk like that.

My family would have been humiliated. So I married him knowing he would never really want me. Never really satisfy me. Never give me what I needed in bed. And I decided right then that I wouldn't settle for a sexless marriage just because my husband preferred dick. The mechanic doesn't know about the neighbor's brother. The neighbor's brother doesn't know about the mechanic. My husband doesn't know about either of them. And I'm keeping it that way. Because this arrangement works. I get the hard rough sex I crave. I get variety. I get to explore every kink and desire my body has without judgment or hesitation.

The wet sounds were obscene. Alex watched me with dark eyes, thrusting up to meet me. “Look at you riding your brother’s best friend’s cock in your pink bedroom. Such a naughty fucking girl.” He reached up and pinched my nipples, rolling them roughly. “Moan for me. Let me hear it.” “Ahhhh… yesss… Alex, your cock feels so good!” I moaned louder, grinding my clit against him on every downstroke. He spanked my ass in rhythm, urging me faster.

We were the perfect love story, and we could have remained so…if only I hadn’t…. “Liv, what do you want?” Mark asked, snapping me out of my thoughts again. My eyes darted over the menu, “Ummh, could you order for me. I need to use the restroom real quick.” I barely heard his response as I literally sprinted towards the restroom. Have you ever been horny? I don’t mean that little urge you feel when you’re next to a man you like. I’m talking about full blown crazy need for sex. You can feel your blood dancing, your heart racing, your cunt wet and so full that something as simple as your thong grazing against your clit is electrifying.