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The paper fell away, revealing an old leather-bound volume, its cover embossed with faded gold lettering in a language that looked like a mix of Latin and something far older. “Tah — Rituals of the Eternal Flame and Flesh.” A sex god. Not just any fertility deity — a lost god of desire, ecstasy, and carnal dominion. The dealer’s notes had been vague, but the title alone sent heat rushing through me. I opened the book carefully. The pages were thick vellum, illuminated with intricate drawings of a towering male figure with glowing eyes, surrounded by writhing bodies in states of rapturous abandon. As I turned the first page, a faint warmth spread through the room. The watching feeling returne

He kept pounding until he finally groaned and filled me with hot, thick ropes of cum, his body shuddering against mine. After we caught our breath, I straightened my skirt, feeling his cum already starting to leak down my thighs, and gave him a wicked little smile. “I’ll take care of the rest. Don’t worry.” Later that afternoon, I found her in the quiet corner of the university library, tucked between the tall shelves of old literature books. She was pretending to read, but her face was still flushed and her hands were shaking as she turned the pages. I walked up behind her and leaned in close. “Hey… about what you saw earlier.”

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"I need the sexiest romance book you've got—full-on penetration and the dirtiest sex ever." The man licks his lips, swallowing before seeming to open a secret drawer underneath his desk. "I know what you need; this book is named, 'My naughty CEO boss and his enormous cock,' and it's everything you're searching for, my friend." I smile. "How much?" Two minutes later, I hurry to leave the bookstore. I ended up buying the goddamn book and some other dirty novels to keep me up all night while masturbating. These books will surely keep me from trying to straddle Hayden.

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more information will be released by the end of the month If also you’ll love to also read Lyla’s story; the unexpected abduction; it’ll soon be out by next month. For further clarification, books in the CEO’s secret includes but not limited to the following The CEO’s secret: Sebastian and Aurora The CEO’s redemption: Lucas and Pearl The CEO’s curse: Derek and Fajra The CEO’s seduction: Henry and Amara The unexpected abduction: Lyla and Victor The imperfection series; Imperfection: Greg and Pearl(Nigerian based) His Majesty: Richard and Vanessa Beautiful faults: Harry and June The Passage series(an Historical Chinese romance) His Personal Maid; Sylvester Wu and Desire

The sensation sent a bolt of lightning straight to her clitoris, and she wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him flush against her. "You're so fucking wet for me already," he muttered against her skin, his hand diving under her skirt and shoving her panties aside. He found her drenched, her juices soaking into the fabric, and he began to rub her with a brutal, rhythmic pressure. Sloane let out a loud, unrestrained moan, her head tossing back as she fought for air, her fingers digging into the muscles of his back. She was a mess of desire and desperation, her body reacting to him with a primal intensity that bypassed all her logic and pride.

The novel lay open under her hands-wet, crumpled, dog‑eared. He looked at it, then at her. He pulled the book free with one hand, and his own wet fingers brushed between her thighs again, smart with urgency. "One more time?" he rasped. Claire stared at him-ache behind her eyes, voice hoarse. "Yes," she finally breathed. "One more time." He kissed her, deep and rough. Closed the book with his other hand-cover snapping shut with authority. She rode him one more time, skin slick, body trembling, pulses crashing as she came again-slow, powerful, echoing under the hush of books. Rowan groaned and came with her, feeding her tight until he fell forward, forearm over her back, his breath ragged.

He really did look hot, with his long, black, shiny hair, his strong features, and a a little exotic, the black shirt matching his olive skin and black hair, the white gleam of your smile. – He was voted one of the ten sexiest bachelors in Australia, but above all he is a writer very talented. Her first two books, Thunder Struck and Killer Wave—she picked them up off the table and held them high — they hit the bestseller lists in Australia, and now their new release, Wild Fire, did the same, in addition to making The New York Times list.