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Thumb smeared the bead of liquid over the slit. "Fuck...Sandra.." His hips jerked. "Gonna make me come too soon if you keep that up." "I want you bare," I said, voice raw. "Want to feel every inch stretch me open." He froze for a second. Then nodded. "I'm clean. Tested last month. You?" "Clean. On the pill." I spread my legs wider. "Fuck me raw, Damon. Fill me up." A guttural sound tore from his throat.

thing whenever he was in the mood. Wiretop was about Rose's age, with messy violet and orange dyed blonde hair that looked like it was trimmed by a committee of the blind. His body was skinny as a toothpick and was not much to look at. It appeared he had not had a decent meal in forever. Sam added a note to the file, saying that was part of the secret appeal, Wiretop had pretty good stamina but he got his wires crossed so he was crazy to eat pussy before, during and after it was fucked by anyone. Most men would consider this behavior unmanly, a sign of weakness, and gay. But to the female contingent of geeks it was his main appeal.

The smut continued.⚠️🤣 ✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧ LUNA Damn... The orgasm that I experienced—I couldn't describe it. With the butt plug still in my ass, I'm in utter pleasure. Dominic doesn't stop his brutal fuck. Gosh. How can he get that stamina? I need to work out since my husband is unbelievably wild. Today I've already got four orgasms. Fuck...

He started, "I've never lost this much control for any girl before." "Well, in two years, I will graduate," I said, "I will give you a call then and we can have another night of some hot wild sex." His laugh was contagious, "Hot wild sex, you say." I shook my head, unable to hide my smile, "You guys really love it when we boost your sex skills, don't you?" He nodded, "Yeah, it's the Y-chromosome," He said, "It probably has some weird mutation that makes us who we are."

Nadhea was forced into the dressing room followed by Adam Smith. Then turning the door knob changed the key perfectly and the curtain closed making Nadhea lose balance. The limited space entered by two people makes heavy breathing look steaming everywhere. "You forgot to put on your last shirt. Show it to me without anyone else seeing it," said Adam Smith overwhelmed by lust and special lightning eyes suitable to subdue someone. But the other thing if dealing with other alphas is to anticipate that this sudden action will harm one's self-esteem.

One stepped forward. “Hi, darling…We heard that you got horny and needed help to relieve” One of the men bent down to face him. A foul smell erupted from his mouth as he put on a devilish smirk. Tiger in black ink claws to his neck, with tar lined teeth revolting Suman. “Well, we need help to relief as well”

He leaned down, lips brushing my ear. "I've been reading a lot of adult books... Smut... my research tells me women love the things men do to them there. Can I try something out? I've been learning about how to pleasure you for so long. Reading helps me imagine you... p**n videos don't do that for me." What the hell were smut and p**n? I swallowed tightly, heart hammering, thighs pressing together uselessly around nothing. "Yes," I whispered, voice already wrecked. "Do whatever you want to me." My thighs trembled and parted invitingly. A dark, satisfied smile curved his lips.

Damn. He runs his finger through his messy hair and passed me a warm smile. Double damn. He sits next to me and softly took the cigarette from my hand and crushed it on the table. “It’s not good for your health.” Uh huh. “You’re not good for my health.” I winked. “I can be good for your hormones.” He gave me side grin. Oh my- He’s so cheesy and sexy and…Uh…He’s just my Atlas. My Atlas? I smiled inwardly, not being able to hide the blush creeping up to my neck.

He understands what being friendly is, but he couldn’t time a smile right to return the favor. Until he recorded all possible human expressions in his mind as much as he could, and could fake emotions better than the most human human. Human emotions are good. Better than rules. Rules doesn’t bend, but emotion? Emotion is the easiest to manipulate. Curving his lips into a smirk, Meph put a shade of tease in his eyes, just the perfect amount to push the rabbit a little more to the frantic side, but not enough to trigger any attack: “You mean the posters? Those are just paintings based on how people described me. It’s not my fault that your royal painter was not good at their job.”

"Get out of my f*cking house! Go home because if I come out in the next ten minutes and find you guys out there, it won't be pretty." *** **** A/N// A reader asked for smut before the ceremony even though there will be smut after it...either way did I deliver?🤣🚶