Round After Round Novels & Stories

We went ahead. Yes I felt the pain but I ignored it just as my mother told me. I cried oh, but this man ignored my tears. When we finished he held me and said "Ify you are so sweet". I was feeling boss lady not until he said ... "Sorry. The reason why it's painful it's because it's the first round, but in the second round you will feel no pain and you will enjoy it" he said. "eh?? second round?? I thought we are done, which one is second round again?" I asked. "baby, after first round, second round, after second round. there's even third and fourth round. But don't worry eh, I can manage second round for now" he said.

But clear enough. Damon. And Luca. Moving Separately. Free. And beneath it One final line of text: “Round two.”

“You really are insatiable, aren’t you? Good. Because round four is about to get a lot nastier, and we’re going to make sure you get every single drop you’re begging for.” To be continued…

he says slowly. “Nope,” Ryan replies from nearby. “That’s mating-season bullshit.” Matt blinks. “Excuse me?” Mike bursts out laughing. Back on the mat, Aiden circles again, eyes bright now. “Round two.” I smirk despite myself. “Try not to cry when you lose.” “Oh,” he says calmly, “I’m not losing.” The second round hits harder immediately. No testing. No warm-up. The atmosphere around the mat shifts as everyone nearby realizes this stopped being casual about five minutes ago.

"Get ready for round two of celebrating." "There's a round two?" "There's always a round two. Round one is just the team. Round two is everyone who matters to the team." "Is there a round three?" "Round three is whenever you finally get home and it actually sinks in," Reyes said. "That one takes longer than the other two combined."