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I smiled, trying to ease the tension. “I’ll go first,” I said. “I actually started having feelings for you the day I saw you working at Subway. You were taking orders, smiling at customers, looking so joyful and kind even though you were clearly tired. Something about that moment… it hit me. That was the day my heart started beating differently for you.” Her eyes widened in surprise, and a faint blush deepened on her cheeks. It was adorable. “And you?” I asked gently. She was quiet for a long moment before finally whispering, “I fell in love with you at first sight… the day my brother introduced you as his best friend.”

“Deeper, captain. Show me why you’re the best on the ice.” Jax laughed breathlessly, angling to hit my prostate dead-on. “Because I always win. Even when I’m balls-deep in my biggest rival.” He reached around and stroked me in time with his thrusts. “You gonna come on my cock? Paint the shower floor while I breed you?” I moaned loud, body tightening. “Keep talking like that and I will. Tell me how much you love fucking me.” “Love it,” he panted, pace turning brutal. “Love how you moan my name. Love how your hole grips me. Been dreaming about this… hate-fucking you until you admit you’re mine.”

The light in his eyes died instantly. But I didn't stop. "You said that sleeping apart for a week meant automatic divorce. So every time we fought—no matter who was wrong—I was the one who apologized first. Why? Because I loved you. And you took that love and used it to control me. "Do you really think we ended up here just because of Katie?

🍑The Suite Next Door 🍑 The honeymoon suite next door was supposed to be for the bride and groom. Instead, it was where the best man and maid of honor were about to destroy each other. I pressed my back against the wall of the luxurious hotel suite, my maid of honor dress already hiked up around my waist, my lace panties shoved to the side as Jax, the best man, dropped to his knees and buried his face between my thighs. “Oh my god, Jax…” I moaned, my fingers tangling in his messy dark hair as his hot tongue dragged up my soaked pussy.

And the man who'd taught her that sometimes the best love stories aren't written by fate. They're written by two people brave enough to choose each other.

“Yes, ma’am.” The chambers were large, beautiful, and suffocating all at once. Expensive fabrics, imported furniture, and flowers in vases that probably cost more than entire villages back home. My home. My burned, broken, grieving home. I breathed a sigh of relief—I had passed the first test. The second would begin when the king entered my chambers. I fell onto the bed, thinking about the good times I spent with my beloved… “Alessia,” he had once whispered my name, kissing me softly on the cheek. “I will never stop loving you, my flower.”

The alcohol was still thick in her veins, Rissa felt herself unraveling in slow, syrupy waves, her legs falling wider and hips lifting toward his hand when his rough fingers finally slipped between her thighs and found how embarrassingly wet she already was. “Fuck,” Ronan breathed, the word almost reverent. “All this for a man who won’t even look at you?” He worked her open with slow, merciless strokes, curling two fingers deep inside, while his thumb circled her clit in tight, unrelenting loops. Larissa’s head thrashed against the pillow, a broken sob caught in her throat every time he dragged against that spot inside her that made stars burst behind her eyelids. She was close, dangerously

His warm hands on my face and his closeness set my body ablaze with my feelings for him, coupled with the soft words he was uttering. “Sandy,” he said softly and rubbed my cheekbones with his thumb. “I… After understanding what my heart is feeling… Sandy… I…” My heart hammered faster every second. Blood rushed through my body at a speed that my head started to get light. I was anxious to hear what he had to say. A part of me dreaded separation and the other part of me remained positive. “I know I’m the worst at romance, but this is me pouring my heart out.” He gulped. “Sandy… I… I love you.”

Hi everyone, This is my love letter to you, *Giggles* Thank you so much for reading this book. I went through a wild emotional ride writing it. I love you all so much and I appreciate your support. If you enjoy my writing and are wondering what to read next, I got you. Mafia books on this platform: Take me I'm yours ( stalker romance) His secret wife (Marriage of convience) Werewolf books on this platform: The royally screwed Luna

"Whatever happened to love each other first then... then doing the deed after. Is everyone after physical contact only these days? What about getting to know each other first? Chivalry? Romantic date?" I sighed and stopped spinning, facing my laptop and visiting a bookstore's site to see what books sell. Ah, of course, my book wouldn't be in the top 10, and I didn't hope so; what's staring back at me is the top 10 best-selling books for the week, where five of ten are Erotic Romance books. "And I thought my company wouldn't be like other companies who are after profit; I was wrong. Then again, business is business."