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He paused, then said without looking up, “I wrote. ‘Patient deflects discomfort with seduction. Attempts to regain control through sexual tension.’” I sucked in a slow breath. “Well,” I muttered. “That’s not sexy at all.” “It’s not supposed to be.” My legs uncrossed and re-crossed, slower this time, not for show but because I needed to move. To feel something. Anything. “Do you think I’m disgusting?” I asked suddenly. That caught him off guard. Barely. But I saw it—the shift in his eyes, like I’d finally said something real. “No,” he said.

" I do not want anything from you but sex, nothing but a good time. Do you understand?" I understood perfectly, I wanted the same. "Yes Kate, I think it's a really good idea for you to check up me weekly." Then I winked at her and kissed her gently. Her legs let me go and I started to fuck her. My cock was huge and throbbing by then. I knew I had a big load for her. This was one of the hottest fucks I ever had in my life and I wanted many more of them.

There, she’ll be pushed to explore public submission, threesomes, girl-on-girl temptation, and more. If you crave dark, explicit stories laced with BDSM, dominance, rough passion, multiple partners, punishment, humiliation, and raw, forbidden heat, this one’s for you. * * * CHAPTER 1 — Axel Questionable bio… Left Only group photos … Left Not my type … Left “Hey, are you alright, man?” Levi asks. “Yeah,” I reply, dropping my phone on the table. “I’m just getting really fucking tired of getting catfished with all this online dating crap. Every time I show up to meet a chick, I feel like I’m playing Russian roulette.”

They fucked like animals. His hands were everywhere. Her nails clawed his chest. The circle around them fell silent, save for the moans and the slap of skin. Amara didn’t care who watched. In fact, the thought of being seen made her wetter. "Look at you," Rome panted, biting her shoulder. "Fucking me in front of all your friends." She whimpered. "You like this?" "Yes," she gasped. "God, yes." Another voice from the dark: "Let me touch her."

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.

The dusty air made their skin feel gritty where they touched. Mira moaned into his shoulder. She held on tighter, nails digging into his broad back. Her pussy made loud, messy sounds every time he thrust up. His cum from earlier mixed with her fresh wetness and leaked down his balls, dripping onto the floor below them. The smell of sex grew stronger in the warm attic. Malik fucked her harder. He used his strong arms to bounce her up and down on his cock. Her soft ass cheeks slapped against his hips. Her hard nipples dragged across his skin.

A business contract signed and sealed, finished with a dick. They have a portfolio of women who want to make money for their first sexual experience. All I had to know was which one paid the most. Matthew takes his cut off ten percent, but after that, it varies with the customer. He told me that some girls had sold for over six figures because the demand had been great. He wouldn't accept anything less than ten grand, after all, we were offering something of a lifetime. His clientele were fucking wealthy bastards who enjoy paying for something exclusive.

but like I said, it’s a craze. Yet there I was, looking absolutely nothing like a lady. Why don’t we have mirrors in bathroom stalls, that way I wouldn’t have to guess how disheveled I look. Even the thought of it seemed to fuel my sex craze. My pace picked up, so much that I could feel my legs shaking from the effect. “Yessssss…yessss ... .please” I panted out loud, as I felt myself getting closer. And just like that, the fireworks exploded inside me, accompanied by what I could only describe as an animalistic growl.