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“Listen… I need to tell you something. I started working at a club. I know I didn’t tell you but I needed t step up my sex game.” She then stared at me like expecting a reaction, but I gave none. “Not the kind you’re thinking. It’s private, exclusive, for people who pay to feel like they’ve got power. And for girls who wanna take some of that power back.” I frowned, not really understanding, my head still too heavy from crying. “Cassie…” She squeezed my hand tighter. “You’ve been ripped apart. You need something that gives you back control. Something that makes you feel like you’re not just his leftovers. Maybe that’s what you need, Leo. To reclaim yourself.”

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I was shaking, drooling, completely lost in the feeling of being used by my best friend’s sister. “You’re going to come all over my cock,” Lena ordered, fucking me even harder. “Right here where anyone could see what a dirty whore you are.” The orgasm hit me like a freight train. I came violently, my pussy spasming and squirting around her thick cock as waves of pleasure crashed through me. Lena kept fucking me through it, prolonging the orgasm until my legs gave out. Only then did she pull out, spin me around, and kiss me deeply, tasting myself on her tongue.

that felt like the most powerful ending for this couple. Okay, that was the heartfelt, literary reason. Now for the completely, utterly ridiculous and honest reason: I literally could not write another sex scene. I am not joking. We were closing in on 80,000 words on this thing! A hundred thousand words! Do you have any idea how many different ways there are to describe a hand running through hair? Or a deep gaze across a room? I was starting to lose my mind trying to come up with fresh, non-repetitive action. I truly don't think I would have survived trying to write a fresh, unique, meaningful, and non-absurdly-long sex scene at this point in the narrative. My fingers were cramping, my thes

Maxwell followed suit, spilling his seed all over my lips and face. I collapsed onto the bed, sweaty, messy, wrecked, and dripping with cum. All my muscles and nerves felt sore, my pussy throbbing, my legs couldn't stop trembling with aftershocks. I had no idea, sex felt this good, shouldn't have waited till now. Just when I thought it was over, the brothers switched positions. Ethan slammed his lips against mine, hands fiddling with my breast while whispering into my ear, “This is just the beginning.”

“Better than those dirty stories you write in your diary?” I winked at her and saw the coldness in her countenance. “I only write, I have never really experienced them.” “What do you write about then? Your fantasies?” “Even better…I write about how I fanstasize other people having sex.” I was dumbfounded. “Oh my goodness, that is the horniest thing I have ever heard.”

Ava The room smelled like sex — sweat, cum, and my own juices soaked into the sheets. My body was still twitching from the last orgasm, legs weak and trembling, but the four men surrounding me looked far from finished. Their eyes were dark, chests heaving, cocks still hard and glistening with a mix of my wetness and their previous loads. “Round two, our sweet whore,” Kai growled, grabbing my ankles and yanking my legs wide open again. “We’re not stopping until you can’t even speak.”

On a side table, rows of red candles sat beside bottles of oil and lube. "What the hell?" Emma gasped. She never imagined Romero would be such a freak. She imagined him bringing sexy girls into this secret playground. Yes, he was rich enough to get girls who shared similar sexual kinks. She thought about how he would make their bodies coil with a mix of pleasure and pain... Images of Romero doing freaky things with baddies filled Emma's mind. A rush of heat flooded her body. Her nipples stiffened against her lace bra. It rubbed against the fabric. A warm, throbbing sensation bloomed between her thighs. Her pussy grew slick. The sudden wetness made her press her legs together.

Trigger Warnings 18+ ONLY This collection contains explicit sexual content including: Graphic MM sex scenes BDSM dynamics Dubious consent Power exchange Rough sex Possessive/dominant behavior Strong language Reader discretion is strongly advised. A collection of stories about men who want more... Strangers in dark clubs, rivals who can't keep their hands off each other, alphas and Omegas bound by something older than either of them, two men who've been circling each other for years finally giving in. Every story stands alone. Every story burns differently. Some are quick and dirty, some take their time. Some are about the first time, and some are about the last

Now I look fake and that’s the last thing I needed. “So, how do I fix this?” “Right now, you’re an asshole nobody likes. Nothing new there,” she starts, I only blink, “But there was an increase on the comments about how ‘hot’ you are. And how ‘pretty’ she is. People get distracted about your personality when talking about how good you look together. We can use that.” “How?” “Sex sells,” she responds. I move back, not understanding, “A ‘Mean but sexy Alpha falls in love with his wife on camera. Check out their steamy moments on the show.’ Storyline sells more than ‘Asshole Alpha is rude to his fragile wife’.”