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“Out loud. Start to finish. Every word.” Her mouth went dry. “Professor—” “Elias,” he corrected, voice low. “When it’s just us. And yes. Read.” She swallowed. Took the pages from his hand. Her fingers brushed his—warm, deliberate—and a shiver raced down her spine. She started. “Wuthering Heights is not merely a story of doomed love; it is a brutal examination of obsession, of bodies and souls twisted together until neither can breathe without the other…”

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I felt my pussy contract at his words, grasping at something that wasn’t there yet I desperately craved. “Just focus on the stars, baby.” he licked up and down my neck while his fingers finally parted my folds, finding my clit. He rubbed the bundle of nerves until I shook. I stared up at the ceiling as shooting stars and comets zipped by. I felt myself getting close, as if I could join those heavenly bodies up in the sky.

“We’ve been watching you two for weeks. Figured it was time we all stopped pretending.” The woman, beautiful, curvaceous, with long dark hair and confident eyes, stepped forward and kissed me first. Her lips were soft but demanding, her tongue sliding against mine as her hands cupped my breasts through my dress. “I’m Lena,” she whispered against my mouth. “And this is Alex. We’ve cum to the sound of you two almost as many times as you’ve cum to us.” Alex pulled Kale into a firm handshake that quickly turned into something more charged. The tension in the room was electric.

I told him I wasn’t the one begging for distance every time things got real. The motherfucker left the next morning after we fucked for two hours straight and I still wasn’t satisfied. Trust me, the hours weren’t the problem—I just couldn’t get enough of it. He didn't grind my pussy as much as I'd fantasized it. He barely even touched the surface. What a waste! My fourth boyfriend didn’t even give an explanation. He just stopped replying to my messages after a night he called “perfect.” That night barely even beat what my hands could do for themselves. How could he call that ‘perfect’?

“He’s taking both ends.” Ash’s hands tightened on my hips. I could feel him get harder inside the lock, if that was possible, like the sight of my mouth on his twin did something to the bond between them. “Don’t you come down his throat before I finish filling him,” Ash said. “That’s the count. Don’t muddy it.” “Your count is a story you told yourself.” Rook fucked my mouth in short strokes, thumb at the corner of my lips. “He came twice on me last night. Untouched. You used your hand.”

I then decided to read a novel, a steamy romantic one of course. I was a lover of thrilling romantic stories. I've literally read every single one you can ever think of, at the time, except for 'Fifty Shades Of Grey' of course. I couldn't read it because I couldn't get it. I had a collection of such stories in my bookshelf, while I was still at home. I took a few of them with me to school.

Love stories in literature usually narrate how two characters meet in a certain place for the first time which would lead to multiple encounters since destiny is real in the fictional universe. The romance either starts from the famous term “love at first sight” or from the multiple encounters that the characters have. A story will never be a story without a conflict as the romantic relationship between the characters would not be happy all the way from the beginning until the end—but that does not mean they would always end up in a tragic situation. Love stories in a fictional universe mostly end up with a happy ending because destiny exists and will always be by the side of the two charact

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I awkwardly nod at him. "Nope, you are wrong. You wrote a love story with a classic tragedy at the end." So what?! It is almost a shock, and it's a romance. "It's a romance." I contest. "No, it's not. Let me tell you what's a romance story is." He pauses and stands up. He begins to move as he explains. "A romance story is a type of genre in fiction novel which places its primary focus on a relationship and romantic love between two persons. Usually emotionally satisfying and has an optimistic ending. Romance story always has a happy ending despite the challenges of your plot." Oh! I understand.