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From the office to the mall and to the fucking club until I drifted off. ~ ~ ~ ~ "No! And don't you ever ask me to do such a thing ever again!!" Enjoying the book so far? Follow me on I*******m @Ulric Efukor_._The Author and on F******k page- Ulric Efukor_._The Author to get sneak peaks at the next chapters, check out the trailer and keep up with updates. Also, don't forget to leave your thoughts in the review section as it keeps me motivated and a directiChapter 17

I need something to forget about my mate and that is a hot fvck! Moments later, Ezra was in my chamber, I loved him for one thing; punctuality. *** We kissed each other and it feels primal, filthy, and boundless. I rubbed my body against his addictively, barely remembering to breathe. I held his head with both my hands and he was holding mine with one and the other placed at the small of my back. And I want it to move over my body. Fvck, I want it so badly! I feel his groins pulsate under mine and it drives me crazy. I stand up to change my position and sat back on him with one leg on each side.

I slipped on my white converse and packed my braids into a ponytail, that's right I had to make my hair, or else it would have started cutting. Taking my backpack, I left my room to see Funke typing on her phone while waiting for me. Clearing my throat to gain her attention, she looked up and blushed. It was clear, that she was talking to Joel. "Tell Joel I said hi," she simply nodded and kept chatting. I was happy for her. Funke didn't like to depend on anyone. She was the type of closed-off person, and it has only ever been me whom she told things to but even at that, not everything.

he continued, voice dark with amusement, “moaning around your uncle’s cock like a little banshee. What would your mother and my brother say if they found out their precious Katie loves being fucked by her uncle?” I clenched hard around him at the filthy words. He groaned louder. “That’s it… my dirty little girl loves taking her uncle’s dick, doesn’t she?”

"Since we are complete here, why not hear my short story?" Kelly interfered. Her already trembling hand had become calm. She's holding the gun firmly now and her eyes were filled in wrath. "There was these two people wherein both of their accounts were hacked. You know someone planned everything but unfortunately, the person she hired mistakenly hacked this girl's account. But she didn't mind though. She still continued her plan." Kelly started and the way she's holding the gun, it's as if she's stopping herself from the anger rummaging in her system.

muttered Sumico excitedly. Sumico went on taking a look at Hanny’s other romance novels one by one until she reached a book – not a novel, but it got the similar size with a novel. The title was tickling, somewhat queer, strange, and scary. Sumico turned the book back to read the synopsis for a while.

Clara Vale lived on the 12th floor of an old, rundown building in downtown São Paulo. At 32, she was the undisputed queen of bestselling erotic romances. Her books sold by the thousands: Fuck Me Until Dawn, where the protagonist was destroyed by a mafioso with a 23-centimeter cock; Fireman’s Dick — the irony of fate hitting hard now — and her most recent one, Emergency Orgasm, which had spent three straight weeks at the top of the charts.

WARNING Explicit stepmother/stepson incest (he calls her "Mom" while he's balls-deep) • Raw cheating on the husband/father • Rough degrading sex: choking, slapping, spitting, hair-pulling, "slut" talk • Bareback creampies, facials, swallowing • Almost-getting-caught adrenaline • Age-gap filth + forbidden obsession Arranged-marriage jealousy and heartbreaking goodbye sex This is NOT romance. This is pure, dripping, no-limits taboo erotica. About "Hooked on his Dick" One open door was all it took. Natasha walks in on her stepson Noah stroking the biggest cock she's ever seen and instead of walking out, her panties soak through. From that second, they're doomed. Secret quickies while Dad

For someone who supposedly has her head screwed on tight I'm sure making myself look like a fool. Screw it, I'm leaving. I might spend my life missing out but I'm sure as hell no cliché. I grab my purse and turn around to leave when I bump into this hard, warm body. I lose my balance on these dumb heels my friends made me wear. As I feel I'm beginning to fall, the hard body reclaims me by grabbing my hip and pulling me flush against his body. That scent. That woody, manly scent. I can get lost in it and drift off.

Franka's explanation did not convince Razer at all. "Fat Fox, your explanation is too outrageous, isn't it? Have you read too many novels? However, Dayan does have a plot in the novel where the soul takes over the body and is reborn, but... this is too fantasy... we should still believe in science, This science can’t explain it at all, why don’t you say that there is a golden-fingered grandpa from Da Yan’s novel living in Jessica’s necklace?”