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Adrian plunged into my pussy with his thick cock while continuing to work his fingers in and out of me, keeping a relentless rhythm that left me trembling. “Ohh… fuck…” My breath hitched as both his cock and fingers moved together, their pace perfectly synchronized. The room echoed with ragged breathing and low groans. I could barely gather my thoughts as sensation overwhelmed every attempt to stay composed. Enzo pushed his cock into my mouth. The taste of his precum lingered on my tongue as I gagged around him, yet he continued thrusting steadily, never giving me the chance to recover. I grabbed Damien’s cock and felt it harden beneath my touch. Wrapping my fingers around him, I stroked slo

Her throat tightened, eyes misted, as if she could will reality to transform. She read it again, hoping the words might change under her gaze. But they remained the same, unyielding in their cruelty. The invitation slipped from her fingers, fluttering like a burned-out matchstick onto the marble floor. Aidan had belonged to her for two years, their lives knitted together in a shared future. Their dreams had unraveled just three months ago when he claimed he needed "space." Apparently, his "space" included a dazzling engagement ring and her sister's triumph.

He kept pressing the doctor, saying, “Her breathing’s getting faster! Is she in danger? Can’t you give her some medicine right away?” Even after my symptoms began to subside, he was still too worried to go home or even drink a sip of water. Now, however, he had completely forgotten about that incident. Or perhaps, he remembered… something else. I recalled the information in the top-secret file I had found. It said Summer’s favorite flower was gardenias. Perhaps the flowers he had prepared were not truly meant for me. I looked up and gave him a perfect smile. “Thanks, but no thanks. I prefer the smell of fresh air lately. Could you free up your schedule for my birthday? I have some activities

She didn’t let me finish, interrupting me. “Besides nothing! You're going and that’s it. We did not come over here to not experience college life only so you can stay in your happy place alone reading your porn romance and listening to music.” I gaped. The guys began to laugh and my jaw dropped. No, this heifer didn’t. “W-what p-porn romance?! They are romance novels full of passion! You know…happy endings, not porn you jerk!” She began to laugh with them when they saw how nervous I looked and stammered.

I just needed to keep my guard up. “My life is filled with the paranormal, but romance? Don’t make me laugh.” I scoffed. “If you think your behavior is romantic, you should educate yourself. There’s a whole bookcase worth of study material.” I gestured to the bookcase where I’d take A Queen Among Snakes off. “You know romance is a two-way street. It’s not my fault you don’t appreciate my gestures.” Aidan kissed my neck, this time higher, closer to my ear. “But if you want me to learn from your smut books.”

Then he takes me to his room, climbing the steps quickly, while he still holds me in his arms, my cheeks begin to turn a little red, as I watch his muscles tense around him. Upon arriving at his really clean and spacious room, he takes me in front of his bed to lie down on it delicately, while he runs his lips along my neck, making me feel in heaven, and then puts his hands on my breasts on the dress. He slowly tears off the beautiful dress, but my kind heart doesn't allow him to do it, so I stop him. “Don't destroy this,” I beg him between kisses. “It's Abby's.” He ignores me and breaks it in half, shushing me with his tongue in my mouth, the taste is incredibly delicious. Mint, champagne,

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She must have exhausted herself with all that training. I moved quietly into the room, intending to just take the book so it didn’t fall and wake her. My hand closed around the spine, lifting it carefully. The cover made me pause. A shirtless man with a woman pressed against a wall, his hand tangled in her hair. The title was something generic…“Forbidden Desire” or some shit like that. It was an explicit romance novel. I almost smiled. My little sister, reading dirty books. It was kind of adorable, actually.

Slate’s hand twitched near his side, fingers clenching and unclenching, an almost imperceptible warning—and something else, something primal. “Do you always respond this… quickly?” the stranger asked, voice low, teasing. He stopped behind me, close enough that I could feel the heat of his body against mine, but not touching. I inhaled sharply, tasting the faint trace of his cologne—smoky, dark, with a bite of spice that made my stomach flutter. Not Slate. Not Zayden. Not anyone I had ever known. I wanted to turn, to look into those smoldering eyes, but Slate’s presence anchored me in place. The tension was unbearable as I tried to ground myself.