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Lily: "James, I have to tell you something. I can't keep it a secret anymore." James: "What's wrong, Lily? You're scaring me." Lily: "I know we agreed to keep our feelings hidden, but I can't do it anymore. I have feelings for you, James. Strong feelings." James: "Lily, I've been feeling the same way. I just didn't want to complicate things with Sarah." Lily: "I know, and that's why we have to keep this a secret. But I can't keep pretending that nothing has changed between us."

Twice. Her nails dug into his back through his shirt. The table creaked. The city lights flashed behind them. It was filthy. Fast. Raw. The kind of sex you remember for the rest of your life not because it was romantic—but because it ruined you. He fucked her until her voice broke, until her legs shook, until she came gripping his shoulders and sobbing his name. He held her through it. Groaned into her neck. Then pulled out at the last second and came all over her thigh with a low, wrecked sound.

Goosebumps prickled my skin, making me shiver. Heat settled at my core as I desperately fought the need. He was a frustrating man. But so fucking sexy. Why do they make the assholes look so good? I felt a hot, wet tongue slide along my inner thigh, moving dangerously close to my core. I’ve never been eaten out. Seb was a quickie only type of guy. I’d barely seen his cock other than stealing glances here and there. Maybe it was the shame of sleeping with the daughter of his King, but I’d always longed to be experimental.

Chapter 4 Scarlett's POV If someone, even a psychic with a crystal ball, had told me this morning that by afternoon I’d have the hottest man in the city on his knees, his head buried between my thighs, devouring me like I was his last meal, I’d have laughed in their face. Dismissed it as nonsense, something too far fetched to even even consider, especially since things like this just did not happen to someone like me. Yet here I was, sprawled on the leather chaise in Blackwell Ashford’s private lounge, legs spread wide over his shoulders, fingers tangled in his hair, still trembling from the orgasm that had just torn through me.

Passion and desire blazed forth—for her. She was feeling suddenly weak, and as if he sensed it Kaleb took her hand and led her over to the bed, through the curtains that had been drawn down. Surrounded by the gauzy material, the bed was like a cocoon, an oasis of pleasure. Sasha lay back and watched as Kaleb stretched over her. He smoothed back her hair and it felt unbearably tender. Then he looked down at her body, and wherever his eyes rested seemed to throb in response. He cupped one breast and Sasha arched her back, eyes widening in a mute plea. She heard a dark chuckle, and felt his breath feather on her hot skin before he took the turgid tip into his mouth and suckled mercilessly, inci

Then she closed her lips over the head and sucked— hard, hungry… tongue pressing flat along the underside while she swirled the tip against his slit “Christ, babe” She giggled around him. The vibration shot straight through him. His balls drew up tight “You’re a sexy witch” he rasped. He pulled free with effort, backing down her body. He settled between her still-spread thighs where he’d left the lube and vibrator waiting Her eyes widened as he squeezed a generous amount of the sensitivity-enhancing lube onto the curved vibrator. He coated it thoroughly, the clear gel glistening. “Relax for me sweetheart”

Kimberly replied with her own sensual moan as they tangled erotically, mingling their fluids before either girl gulped it down. Kimberly palmed Amber's left cheek as they kissed, the inferno between her legs nearly oppressive. Amber's legs drew farther apart in turn, and her pelvis began rolling up against the former ginger. A whimper parted from Kimberly's lips when their sexes brushed up against one another; it set her pussy on fire. When she felt Amber's pelvis coming up for the second time, her body pressed down almost of its own volition.

When I was done, I headed for my office, shutting the door behind me. Walking to my desk, my hands shook as I pulled the bottom drawer open. In it, several worn paperbacks of my secret stash were laid out. With titles like- CLAIMED BY THE PACK, BRED BY THE BEAST AND TAKEN WITHOUT MERCY. I grabbed Taken Without Mercy, the cover showcasing a naked curvy woman with a fucked out pussy, big tits and two guys by her side with huge mighty cocks. I slid onto my chair, the urge to resist failing me. It's being months and I told myself I'd stop, but the ache in me needed to be satisfied.

Sophia worked my dripping pussy with deep, sensual strokes, opening me wider, teasing that spot inside me that made stars burst behind my eyes. My whole body burned. The rich scent of oil and sex filled my lungs. The wet glide of their hands, the pinch of fingers on my nipples, the stretch of Sophia’s fingers inside me, the taste of vanilla on my tongue, the sight of their flushed, hungry faces. Everything overwhelmed me. I was completely theirs. Moaning, dripping, trembling on the table while they slowly drove me out of my mind. The tension between the three of us crackled like electricity. I did not know how much longer any of us could hold back before we all broke.

The veins bulged like ropes ready to claim every inch of her innocence. I crawled onto the bed like a predator. My knees sank into the mattress between her quivering thighs. The heat radiating from her core hit me like a drug. She whimpered, but I snatched the vibrator from her clenching pussy with a loud pop. Her walls fluttered emptily. A gush of her creamy arousal spilled out onto my fingers. I tossed the worthless toy aside and crushed my mouth to hers in a bruising kiss. My tongue fucked her wet heat like a preview of what was coming. I tasted her cherry gloss mixed with the salty tang of her need. She moaned into me. Nails raked my back. Legs wrapped around my waist to grind her soaked