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Nathaniel started leaning forward to kiss her before she said, "What's the password to your phone? I tried to call your mother, but I was unable to." "If only you had guessed just once, you would have been right," he answered. "Lillian?" She guessed. Nathaniel leaned to her lips and tentatively locked lips with her. "Wrong. That was your last chance. I won't tell you," he said and they laughed out loud. ***** T H E E N D

UNDER A DEL FIERRO’S PROTECTION CHAPTER 45 [Crestfallen, she views the world as it is; the sinners were left unpunished, and the innocent were the one who’s been rotting to hell, forgotten and ill-treated...] Due to the anger she felt, Rio did not wait for Jacob to opened the door for her. She stormed out, marching to where she think—no, more likely guess, where could have Paxton and that fiscal was. She did not even mind the stares she get the moment that the double doors from the entrance were pushed open.

He murmured, rubbing my clît with his thumb and slipping his middle finger into my dripping pûssy, making me scream his name as my whole body shivered and jerked in a series of spasms that gripped me. A. Gupta Hope you enjoyed this chapter... Don't forget to comment and share your thoughts about Antonio and Erica! Any idea what's going to happen next?

Ryan joined us later, his touch turning the moment tender, kisses soft and reassuring as they reminded me of the strength I still had. The erotic tenderness came back gradually, like a flame rekindling from embers. At first, it was just touches—Roy's fingers tracing circles on my back as we lay in bed, Ryan's lips brushing my forehead with whispers of love. But as the bruises faded, the heat returned. One evening, as we sat on the couch watching a movie, Roy's hand slid higher on my thigh, fingers teasing the edge of my shorts.

"Since we are already out here, why don't we enjoy ourselves for a brief moment?" Suddenly, an intense wave of heat surged across my entire body. Roy's casual touch felt as though it were sending a bizarre electrical current directly through my neural pathways. Roy slowly hooked his fingers beneath my chin, tilting my face upward. "Do you know the exact reason why I sleep with so many different women, Erika?" I remained entirely mute, fighting a losing battle to maintain control over my own faculties as the effects of the drink rapidly took hold. "Because I am completely incapable of ever possessing you," he whispered darkly, before abruptly leaning down to press his lips against mine in a d

For once, it wasn’t about power or blood or control. It was about them. He reached over, brushing a strand of hair from her face. “We’ll face them. Together.” She hesitated—then leaned in. And kissed him. Not rushed. Not desperate. Real. And when he kissed her back, it wasn’t with fire. It was with something deeper. Like surrender. — In the early hours before dawn, Gabriel Moretti stood in front of a map, cigarette burning between his fingers. Adrian stepped into the room, soaked from the rain, dirt streaked across his jaw.

When she finally sat on his cock and he entered her, it felt like he came home. “Oh baby, I can’t wait. Take all of me and don’t leave anything behind.” He cried out as his hips thrust up into her on their own accord before, he even knew he did this. Ana rode him like he was a bucking bronco and cried each time he bottomed out within her. The scent of their combined passion, and the feel of his driving desire. The emotions flowing between them had her riding one overwhelming wave after another. “It’s so close George more, please! More, deeper, harder. Yes!” she screamed as she came, her core clamping down on his cock as it milked him for his passionate response.

His heart thundered just at the sight of her, but as her piercing green eyes met his, he felt like it would come right out of his chest. “Hey, Darlin’” He started as she walked over to him, the man in the suit close behind her. “I thought we would be meeting later?” She threw her head back in frustration, then pinched the bridge of her nose, shaking her head. “Jackson Myers.” She started. “I’m such an idiot.” “Riley James then.” He returned raising a brow at her. “Now what on earth would Erin be thinking, sending the Manhattan Princess all the way across the country? To be honest I was expecting some old uptight man or some assistant, not her gorgeous daughter.”

Knox pointed to her system and gestured to her to check it. Eretia focused on her system. "Pass—" "The password is 5202." Knox said before she could complete her request. Eretia entered it and it unlocked the system. "She is the first on the list...I mean Ria Robert Couture." "Yes and that's because we are working on a project together at the moment. I'll tell you about the project later." Knox smiled when she looked up at him. "Okay..." Eretia kept checking the list on the system.

He was still in it, but he wasn’t moving, or talking… She tried to go to him, to help him, but Kieran and Santiago were blocking her, asking her to watch closely. Paxton was now out of his car, holding and kissing the beautiful Tori whose slanting eyes glittered in triumph as she stared at Rhiannon over Paxton’s shoulder. Feeling lost and abandoned, Rhiannon gazed at Kieran and Santiago, getting away from her. She called them, but they didn’t look back. A gut-wrenching pain pierced Rhiannon’s heart.