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Omar looked at her face The moon was glimmered its luminous on her face while her nose pin shines through it, Her white teeth biting her bottom lip while her hair was softly flowing with breeze Omar didn't realize when he started leaning towards her, feelings his closeness to her, Hana fisted his shirt, her heart jumping in hr chest. "Hana!" When their lips was inches apart, Omar called her, to ask for permission. Hana hold onto his arm tightly, not having strength to open her eyes or nod her head. Two budding flowers in lawn faced each other as moon hide itself behind clouds to spread darkness. The End

I stopped mid-sentence, whilst telling Maha some story about my clinic; when I heard Sahar baji ask. "Uh..." That was the only thing that came out of my mouth combined with the utter blank look. "Yeah Noor. How many poor guys have you rejected so far?20? 30? 40???" Maha asked with a teasing grin. I turned my gaze away sheepishly.

More… specific. I read romance novels and decided the first step to getting his attention was to make him see me as something other than Jane’s little friend. I started wearing shorter skirts when I knew I’d see him. Tighter tops. I’d pull my hair up to expose my neck, mimicking gestures I’d seen in movies. But he never gave me a second glance. Not until I went for the nuclear option. Last night, I sent him photos. Not just any photos. Explicit ones. Carefully angled, lit by the dim lamp in my dorm room, leaving nothing to the imagination. I sent them to his private email, the one I’d memorized from seeing it on paperwork years ago.

“I’m not asking for romance, Cameron. I’m asking you to put your hands on me before I scream from lack of touch.” He should have stepped back. Should have remembered the corner office he was days away from, the stock options, the life he had bled for. Instead he stared at her mouth and felt his control snap like cheap thread. She felt it too. Her pupils blew wide. “Tomorrow,” she whispered, “you’ll sit across from my husband and pretend you’ll remember exactly how I taste. And you’ll still want more.” She rose on her toes and brushed her lips against the corner of his mouth, barely a kiss, more a promise. Then she picked up the bottle, turned, and walked out.

He whispered in my ears and bit my earlobe gently. “Fine” I replied, wrapping my hands around his neck and he gently landed a kiss on my nape. I inhaled the intoxicating aroma of his Cologne while we smooch each other deeply and passionately. I'm sorry Julian but I can't resist anymore. “Ahh…” I let out a low moan . “Let's do it.”

Designed for people who want their fantasies to be served quickly, hot, and unrestrained, these stories are brief, intense, and explicitly sexy. There are no happily-ever-afters in this story. It's about the rush of the present, the energy of the moment, and what happens when two bodies naturally give in to it. Thus, locate a peaceful area, turn down the lights, and get ready. This is indulging, not just reading. With desire, Author. AUTHOR'S NOTE Writing Tales of Instant Lust was a delightful diversion into wild fantasies, unrestrained cravings, and unforgiving heat. Every story in this collection was written to be quick, intense, and relaxed, for readers who want to jump right into the act

Until now, strange short stories had only very short stories. But from volume two I intend to add stories that have 10 to 20 captains as well. These stories are not so long nor have so much visibility as a separated book. For this reason, I decided to move all then into strange short stories, that is already a storybook of different themes.

I felt my pussy contract at his words, grasping at something that wasn’t there yet I desperately craved. “Just focus on the stars, baby.” he licked up and down my neck while his fingers finally parted my folds, finding my clit. He rubbed the bundle of nerves until I shook. I stared up at the ceiling as shooting stars and comets zipped by. I felt myself getting close, as if I could join those heavenly bodies up in the sky.

“Absolutely, Master, I am yours. Have you never even fantasized about having a slave before?” “The last woman I was with was my wife; we never played any fantasy games. I have not touched anyone in ten years.” I felt the pang of loss begin to grow in my chest again. “Master, I am so sorry. I never knew you were married. May I make a suggestion that might help you to understand what you have gotten yourself into?” “I would be glad to hear anything you have to say.” She then suggested a couple of websites for me to read. Stories and such to let me know what I might want to try.

He looked up slowly, letting his storm-gray eyes drag over my body like a physical caress. “Lock the door,” he said quietly and my fingers trembled with excitement as I turned the lock. Adrian stood and rounded the desk, stopping just inches away. The scent of black coffee and warm male skin filled my senses. “You look sexy” he drawed with his gaze lingering on the swell of my breasts and the hem of my short skirt. “Good girl.” Good girl Aughhh those two words made my clit throb. He has no idea how those two words messes with my restraint.