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He pressed against the damp fabric, feeling her heat and she whimpered, her body trembling. Gripping the edges of her panties, Adam pushed the thin material inside her slick folds, the lace scraping deliciously against her clit. He pulled it up and down, rubbing it roughly against her inner walls. Nova arched her back, a sharp cry escaping her lips as waves of ecstasy built. He inhaled deeply, burying his nose against her glistening pussy, savoring the musky, sweet scent that drove him wild. Then his mouth descended, tongue lapping at her folds before he sucked her clit hard, drawing it between his lips.

I lifted my hips for her without question, my skin feverish and desperate. When her mouth found me, I cried out. It was nothing like anything I’d ever experienced. Not just because of how good she was, though she was, but because it was her. Sienna. Devouring me like I was her favorite thing. Her tongue moved with sinful precision, fingers pressing in, circling, coaxing me closer with every gasp, every tremble of my thighs. My hands flew to her shoulders, gripping tightly. And just when I thought I couldn’t take any more, her hands slid up again, this time under my top, pinching and teasing my breasts with just enough force to send me shattering into a thousand pieces.

We resumed our initial sitting arrangement, and slowly, Anna strode toward April, and before April could say a word, Anna crossed her leg over and sat on April, her lips crashing against hers without a moment’s pause—hungry and unrelenting. Their tongues collided, twirling, battling, seeking dominance, plunging deep into each other’s mouths as if swallowing air would never be enough. Anna’s hands roamed, sneaking under April’s bra, cupping, teasing, massaging her breasts with firm, eager fingers. April moaned, melting into the touch, arching slightly, pressing hard back against Anna. Anna kissed down April’s throat, her tongue trailing wet lines, and then tugged April’s bikini top down just

CHAPTER 2 Jack had begun to re-think accepting Alannah's proposal when last week, he'd been in bed going over some notes for his newest novel. The girls were watching a too-sappy chick-flick in the other room. He was just turning the lights off when a beautiful figure appeared in the doorway, wearing a sheer, white peignoir. It still turned him on to know he was sleeping with a sexy lingerie model, Alannah wore sexy underwear for him almost every night.

My pussy is wet and tingling and I know the second he even breathes near my clit, I’m going to shatter. “Theo, please,” I moan. “Please what, beautiful?” He asks as he pulls off of one breast in favor of the other. He switches hands to palm the other breast, rolling my wet nipple between his fingers, squeezing gently and the feeling mixed with him calling me beautiful pushes me closer to the edge. He drags his teeth along the skin before he bites down gently, nibbling on the sensitive flesh. “God, please fuck me.” “I’m going to. Believe me.” His words come out shaky and I wonder if he’s nearing his breaking point too. “How do you want me to fuck you?”

The scent of my desire still clung to me, and I knew it would draw him like prey. I rolled onto my stomach, hiking up the hem of my thin nightdress until my ass was exposed to the cool air. My pussy throbbed, empty and aching, and I slid two fingers back inside myself with a slow, deliberate thrust. “Come to me,” I whispered into the darkness, imagining his amber eyes glowing as he watched. My hips rocked against my hand, building the heat again, but this time I held back, edging myself on the promise of what was to come. The forbidden thrill made my walls clench tighter. He was supposed to be off-limits, sacred bond and all, but that only made my cunt wetter, my nipples harder against the f

She was on her knees in the study, those big doe eyes looking up at me as she took my cock deeper into her throat. I woke up leaking precum, sheets ruined. No other woman compares. I’ve fucked a few since she left—cold, empty encounters—but they all pale. I want her innocence corrupted by me. Want to teach her how to ride a man’s face until she floods my tongue. Want to fill her womb with load after load until she’s marked as mine forever. Her nipples tightened against the lace of her bra. Elena shifted in the chair, one hand unconsciously drifting to the hem of her sundress. The silk whispered against her thighs as she read on, the journal detailing fantasies that grew darker and more posse

The VIP room was small and dark, lit only by a faint purple light that made Layla’s skin look like glowing silk. She stood in the center of the room, and the three men, Marcus, Jax, and Leocouldn't breathe just looking at her. She was built with incredible curves, her waist tiny and her hips wide and heavy. Her breasts were the best part; they were huge, round, and so heavy they swayed beautifully with every step she took. The skin on her chest was pale and soft, and her nipples were dark and hard, poking out like they were begging to be tasted. She reached back and unhooked her gold bra, letting her heavy breasts fall free, bouncing softly as they were released. The men groaned at the sight

My voice was breathy, slutty, every word dripping with need as I spread my legs wider, giving him full access. The desk edge dug into my ass, but I didn't care; the burn only heightened the ache in my pussy. His thumb found my clit, rubbing circles that made my thighs tremble, his fingers plunging in and out with urgent slaps against my skin. “That's it, grind on my fingers like the horny bitch you are,”he whispered filthily, his free hand gripping my throat lightly, just enough to make me feel owned. ‘Your tight pussy is sucking me in, Sienna. You love being controlled by your teacher, don't you? Moan louder for me.”

"His own robe was already gone, discarded before he had climbed onto the bed, and she could feel the hard planes of his chest against her, the rough texture of the hair there a delicious friction against her skin." As his bare skin met hers, a new sexual sensation sparked inside her, a current of pure, unadulterated desire that demanded to be released. His cock was already hard enough again, demanding pressure against her thigh. As he leaned in, he grabbed one of her standing nipples between his thumb and forefinger, rolling it gently while his other hand cupped her other breast. "A soft moan escaped her lips, the sound she had been holding back since they left the shower." Corvina held his