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he said quietly, dangerously, “we won’t wait to get to the room. We’ll fuck you right there so he can watch who you really belong to.” Noah leaned down and kissed me possessively, tasting his own cum on my tongue. “This weekend has only just started, Scarlett.” I looked up at both of them — naked, marked, covered in their seed, body sore and satisfied in the most filthy way. And I smiled. “Yes, Sirs.”

I scowl, a little, thinking about it, and Luca grins at me, lifting a hand and brushing his thumb over my frowning lip like he loves the shape of it. “Sometimes,” he murmurs, “sex is just about two people who are attracted to each other getting naked and doing really weird things to each other’s bodies.” I burst into laughter then, my head tilting back on my neck. Luca laughs with me, I can feel his body vibrating against mine. “Luca!” I gasp. “That is the least romantic thing I’ve ever heard!”

He rubbed his face then stood sideways so he was facing away from me. “What I am trying to say is I want us to keep having sex,” he said and faced me. “We are going to be married to each other for who knows how long. We’ve had sex and I was wondering if it would be okay to make each other our sex partner… I… Sandy, being with you in that way feels so good. I feel complete when we have sex. I know it’s like us being friends with benefits but… Argh! Never mind, it sounds so weird.”

"Now, control is in my hands. Because you have ruined my fun time. You should replace it with your body." "Ah yeah, didn't you come to sell your body to me?" Alexander mocked as he walked closer to Cassandra. The man confidently showed off his naked body. Cassandra felt disgusted; she was disgusted to see Alexander's manhood hanging freely without a cover. 'Damn it, this crazy man has gone too far.' "Take off your clothes and quickly get into bed. I want to know how sexy your body is." Alexander stared lecherously at Cassandra while pointing his gun. "Um, I forgot. You come from a small town where the majority of people still adhere to norms. And I heard that your beloved boyfriend is also a

I muttered a thank you to him as he starts up the car. "No need to thank me Samantha, tonight you will be my women and it's only my duty to open doors for you. Treat you like a queen you are." He used the hand that wasn't holding the steering wheel to hold mine and place a kiss on it. I giggled out loud like an high school girl. Who knew my romoe was actually a real life Romeo ,he has being behaving so romantic since yesterday and I am loving this side of him. It new and loving. I wish this night could never end.

"Insatiable." "Only for you." It was true, which terrified him. His sexual appetite had always been moderate, controlled. With Sienna, he felt like a man drowning. She turned in his arms, handing him a mug of coffee. "We need to talk about this," she said, but her hands were stroking his forearms, her eyes dark with want. "We can't just—"

Even after the intense sex, I couldn’t stop wanting him. We rolled back onto the bed, sheets twisting, skin slick with new sweat. His body met mine like it was made for me. I lost my senses and control again with him. My wolf howled, demanding this. I couldn’t care about anything at this moment, not even tomorrow. Not caring if he left because whatever belongs to me will always come back to me. Because right now, he was here. Right now, he was mine. Our sex was slower this time, softer, more romantic than steamy. We didn’t last long since we were tired from the last time. We laid side by side, hands clasped, foreheads touching. Our breaths mingled, even our scents.

This is it. I was about have sex on my kitchen island with a man I met a few days ago. Nothing crazy about that of course. I tried not to think about it too much, so I mainly focused on my body and how much on fire it was. Tristan was a great kisser, that's for sure. The way he gripped the back of my neck with one hand and my waist with the other drove me crazy. The way he moved his lips in a rhythmic manner on mine pushed my feelings to a certain ecstatic high that was enough to drive me insane.

His hand stopped its lazy exploration of my breast. “N-no,” I stuttered, afraid I had offended him. In one smooth motion, he rolled me onto my back and settled between my spread thighs, caging me beneath his powerful body. His dark eyes burned into mine with raw intensity. “Then why don’t I show you that you are mine… and no one else’s.” --- He didn’t wait for my answer. Lord Blackwood kissed me deeply, claiming my mouth as he positioned himself at my entrance. I was still sore from last night, tender and sensitive, but the moment the thick head of his cock pressed against me, the ache turned into something hotter.

I was ready to take the plunge. I leaned in, closing the distance between us. Henry met me halfway, our lips crashing together in a passionate kiss. Simon's hand moved up my thigh, tracing patterns on my skin. I moaned into Henry's mouth, feeling his hands on my waist, pulling me closer. We broke apart, gasping for breath. Simon's lips found my neck, nipping at my earlobe. "You're so fucking sexy," he murmured. I arched my back, feeling Henry's hands find my breasts, his fingers pinching my nipples through my shirt. "Yes…oh god yes," I moaned. The feel of my skirt shifting up, followed by Simon's fingers slipping lower, finding my wetness underneath my panties.