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Rosa screamed long and hard as her pussy continued to tighten around his cock “rosa, I’m going to cum, iam going to mark you as my bitch.” his groans erupted as she gasped for breath, his cock growing thicker and harder as he continued pounding inside her as deep as he could, Rosa could feel his hot seed pulsed and squirted into her belly, axel was the only man to ever cum inside her and it was the most erotic feeling she had ever experienced. He thrust his hips against her a few more times as his cock continued to spurt his cum, The feeling of his warm seed inside her spread a grin across Rosa's face.

"Come all over my cock." Her moans grew louder as she reached the peak of ecstasy, her body trembling with pleasure. I followed suit, and together, we rode the waves of pleasure, painting her walls with my seed. "I love you, Addison. Marry me."

he said. "Just shut up Ryan!" "My only regret is I didn't get to kiss those rosy lips like I planned" he said. "I said shut up!" I yelled. "Have you ever touched her skin, it feels so soft and delicate and....." "Ryan!" I yelled as I dropped my towels and punched him and he fell on the bed. "Come on, don't tell me you haven't noticed how sexy our little Jasmine is" he said amidst laughter and I punched him again.

He was my first and the wolf I believed I was falling for. My hand reached for his handsome face and kissed him. Marcel passionately returned my kiss. Our arms quickly wrapped around each other. We kissed hungrily, sucking on each other's tongues. Our bodies grabbed each other as if we were at war, a sex war, where the bed was our battlefield and our weapons were our bodies, longing to be satisfied by our strong sexual desire for each other. Marcel ripped off my underwear and bra with his teeth. I bit his shoulder and my fingers dug into his strong broad back the moment he penetrated me, filling me up with his full length. I cried out and my mouth went to his ear-biting him as he slowly move

he said bluntly. “You’re an author! You probably write all these romantic first-time sex scenes,” I protested. He snorted. “My books don’t have sex in them. If I’d tried to write a sex scene before today, it would’ve been a hot mess.” “Still,” I complained. “You’ve at least read sexy books.” “I have,” he agreed. “And what we did was still fucking perfect.” I sighed again but stopped arguing with him. It was clear I wouldn’t win, and somehow, he’d gone and made me feel better about the whole thing.

“Besides, we all got you gifts to congratulate you both for being queer and for your engagement!” “Something tells me that some of these gifts will be embarrassing.” I groan. “You two do not need to be so embarrassed, everyone, or nearly everyone has sex, especially when they are in love!” Ana saus to us, patting me on the back. “I know that the two of you have been having sex for months now and that you are quite the wild pair. I am not stupid nor am I blind. I have seen the hickeys and I have seen how Nova ties or handcuffs you up and dances with you in such naughty ways.” This is true.

Cleo’s POV As our bodies collided in the heat of raw un-nerving passion, we each found new heights of pleasure that neither of us knew existed. Sex this good was something you would only ever encounter with the person you loved. Sure drunken sex was good, but it was messy, and angry sex was just hard-core. But this, this was romantic, passionate and slow. With each kiss and each thrust, a new blush would blossom under the skin on my cheeks. Our swollen lips fell heavily upon each other as we craved one more taste. Together we had climbed the mountain of pleasure, and together we fell over the edge.

Oh shut up brain. “I didn’t know if Rosa was home, besides…” he cages me against him by my waist. Forcing me to inhale him. His spicy and woodsy delicious scent. “Girls love those things. Don’t you read those scenes over and over in your romance novels?” I gasp. How did he…? Oh he’s been watching me. I spend nights reading romance novels and erotica from my kindle. Squirming in my bed as he watched in the theater room. Like a movie.

I rolled my hip alongside and enjoyed everything he could give to me. That was the first time we were together without either of us having thought of killing the other. I hate and couldn't stand him yet I'm finding it difficult to believe I would let him have sex with me It's expected. That's what marriage is for anyway but at this time It doesn't feel like he's just having sex to make a baby with me. It's what I've read in romance novels to be love making. We made love. I closed my eyes and felt the tingles between my legs. My pussy is aching and I sensed that it must be sore.

A month had flown by in a haze of forbidden passion, with Adam and Nova stealing every possible moment to fuck like animals in heat, always careful to hide their illicit affair from Asli. Adam had claimed the young woman's body as his own personal playground. He pounded into her almost daily, whenever the opportunity arose, the risk of getting caught only fueling their lust. But Adam was deliberate in his recklessness, he never once slipped on a condom or allowed Nova to pop a single birth control pill.