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The staff who gave me the script said. "It's a romance movie, hate to love genre." She added and I nodded. I took time to read the synopsis and some of the blurbs before going into the script. "My name is Cassie here right?" "Yes, you're Cassie." "How about the other main lead?" I looked up asking the question curiously. "We will let you know about it soon, we're currently discussing it." "When will it start?" I asked. "So you'll accept the project?" Her eyes widen and I nodded.

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His hands pulled me closer, his kisses hungry as he straddled my legs, pinning me to the couch. I ran my hands up under his shirt, feeling his muscles tighten under my fingertips. He sat up, and pulled his shirt over his head, his muscles flexing as the fabric left his body. I wanted to touch him everywhere, to taste every inch of his skin. I pulled him back down against me, my lips open and waiting for him. He pressed his body against mine, his skin hot against the thin fabric of my undershirt. He moved his kisses down my neck, nibbling gently on the sensitive skin of my throat and collarbone. My hips arched up into him, feeling him harden against me.

His presence filled the room like thick smoke, suffocating yet intoxicating. “What should I offer you?” he repeated, his voice smooth as silk. “You,” I said before I could stop myself. His smirk deepened, and in two strides he was in front of me. His fingers tilted my chin upward, forcing my gaze to meet his. Those eyes burned with something dark, something hungry. “You never fail to tempt me, Jade.” His words brushed my lips like a touch. Before I could breathe, his mouth crashed against mine. The kiss was hot, desperate, claiming. I melted into it, my hands sliding up the firm planes of his chest, tracing every ridge of muscle. He groaned low in his throat, the sound vibrating against my s

Hannah started riding him hard, her big tits bouncing, hands still tied but using the fountain edge for balance. The three of them moved together. Julian’s cock buried deep in Hannah’s pussy, his tongue deep in Rebecca’s. The nuns leaned forward and kissed each other again, sloppy, desperate kisses while they rocked their hips. Water from the fountain splashed up, cool drops hitting their hot skin.

Mitch fucking my cunt, Devon sucking my tits and Hans kissing me. I was lost between them, helpless as a puppet on strings I couldn’t see. Every touch sent sparks racing under my skin, my senses flooding, my thoughts slipping further and further away until all I could feel was them and the way they were undoing me piece by piece. Mitch began to fuck me harder. It made me jolt forward with each thrust but he held me firmly and didn't stop. Hans pulled away from my lips and kissed his way to my neck. He kissed the sensitive skin there and I closed my eyes, savoring the pleasure that pulsed through my core.

Her hands came up to rest lightly on my chest, fingers spreading over damp skin. The third kiss deepened. I tilted her head, parting her lips with mine, and she opened for me with a quiet, shaky sigh. Our tongues met slowly, exploring, learning each other. She tasted sweet and warm. I groaned softly into her mouth as her fingers curled against my skin.

“This is rape with a pretty word on it.” Ash’s smile thinned. “Call it whatever keeps you righteous. Your scent called across the border. We answered. We don’t apologize for taking what’s in heat on our land.” “I’m not in heat.” Rook rolled his hips the inch the knot allowed. I gasped. More spend pushed against the seal. “You will be,” Rook said into my skin. “Or close enough.” We stayed locked a long time. Rook pulled out slow. I felt empty and flooded at once. Cum leaked out of me in a thick line. He looked at it, pushed two fingers back in as if he couldn’t stand the waste, then wiped them on my thigh.

I could feel her heartbeat racing to match mine. “I’ve got something I think you’ll like,” she murmured, taking my hand and leading me to the back—the adult section, shelves stacked with DVDs of every fantasy. Her hips swayed as she walked; I couldn’t tear my eyes from the way her ass filled those jeans. She selected a case—two women tangled in ecstasy on the cover—and handed it to me. I barely glanced at it before her lips found mine.

I moaned, unable to stop it. “Look at you,” he said, his voice was low. “All shy and trembling. But you’re not a nun yet.” He leaned closer, his breath was warm on my cheek. “Let’s make sure you never want to be.” Then his voice dropped into a growl. “You’re my filthy little angel tonight. So go ahead… confess your sins to Daddy.” --- TO BE CONTINUED… --- Author's Note: Hey everyone, thanks for checking out my story! I've been so excited to share Mirabel's journey with you all. I've always been fascinated by stories about forbidden love and impossible choices, and this one has been a blast to write.