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This is the moment have waited all my life for, she tasted exactly as I thought she would no one could even compare. I felt the first time I saw her that she was the one for me, like some sort of resonance maybe it’s what drew me to her. I slurp at her pussy lips savoring the sweetness of her arousal. She tastes like every single wet dream come true. Better than my dreams, she tastes like sweet nectar, She tastes like she’s mine. All mine!

I was at my apartment, a very huge and classic villa, a place I never dreamed of having four years ago. It has a different setting, shelves with many song albums I have sung, one was playing in the background, one of my favourite, a lonely and sad song. I was lonely and sad right here and it was the perfect music for the moment. I am now a very popular American musician who has come for a joint business in a company called Oran group. Since I was a very popular person, they have spent billions just to have me here. Well, that is how popular I have become.

Every time he opens his mouth, my whole body is on fire! But I have to endure. This is better than the rock. But I wish this night will end... I wish this night will end..!!!! --------------------------------------------------------- Authors POV Alright there you go! Hope you enjoyed it. Dont forget to drop your votes and comments and sorry po. .medyo mahaba compared sa iba...

I told him. “I will and always love you sweet caramel.” “Locus I’m….i’m pregnant, you're going to be a father.”

I had no where in mind, I just wanted to walk around, under the night sky with the cold breeze at it's peak. Don't lie Eldse, you know what you're looking for, don't deny it. You're roaming around under the night sky, with the hopes of finding her. I wasn't. I just want to cool my raging head and nothing more. I didn't miss her. You want to talk to her. You miss pouring out your pain to her. You miss her listening to you. I didn't. I was trying to shut out the contrasting voices in my head when I saw a slim silhouette of someone. I see I'm not the only one looking to drown their misery this night.

I reply. "Honey, no man can have a nightmare about a beautiful woman like you. Sleep well," Connor replies, and I blush as he sends me a kiss emoji. I reply goodnight with the same emoji, knowing this is the start of a beautiful relationship between Connor and me. I just hope it lasts and that I do not get hurt.

Lucas said whilst pointing at Arya who in turn had a confused expression on her face as her lips twisted to form a frown. “I'm sorry but, who are you?” Arya asked. “I'm the one Ryker sent to help in your little...delima.” He finished with an odd smile. Lucas was what one would describe as a gym freak. A hot gym freak. He looked to be about the same age as Ryker, maybe older. With his dashing hair and fair skin, he wore a casual black and white suit with an earpiece on his left ear. With every step he took, his muscles bulged, and his odd smile remained the same.

“Relax babe, you might as well take any enjoyment out of this situation. I am the only one who will want to make you feel good. The others just want to shoot their load in you. I want to get your pregnant and then claim you as mine” “Why?” “Because you are beautiful and Aaron’s daughter, Fuck I might even go see him after this and ask his permission to mark you and make you my mate” “But I am not 18 yet” “18 is when you find your destined mate. If I mate you before then, it just means you will never find them and be linked to me instead for the rest of your life” He increased the speed of my finger on my clit and my body betrayed me and a huge orgasm ripped though my body and Scott laughed a

He turned back to her, searching her face for an answer that went beyond her words. "Yes, that’s really my dream. But not all dreams get the chance to come true," she said, her voice quiet yet firm, as if she had long accepted this truth. "Often, dreams remain just that—dreams, especially if they’re impossible or if it’s too late." A bitter smile curved her lips, one that barely reached her eyes.

Damien As I walked out of the room, her scent clung to me like a haunting melody, weaving through every breath I took. It was intoxicating—the touch of her sweet cunt, her maddening essence that lingered on my skin, in my lungs, in my head. Her taste, the way her lips, soft and plump, were pleading to be devoured. Her breathless whispers, her delicate body trembling under my touch—it was all too much. And yet, somehow, I’d found the strength to pull away.