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The downtown bookstore smelled like old paper and amber wood polish. Soft classical music floated through the aisles, barely louder than a whisper. Clara always came on Thursdays-the quietest day of the week-and she always headed for the poetry section first. Today, someone else was already there. She noticed him the moment she turned the corner: tall, dark-haired with streaks of silver at his temples, black wool coat draped perfectly across broad shoulders. He stood in front of the Spanish poetry shelf, his long fingers brushing the spine of Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair.She hesitated.

"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—"

But relaxation wasn't what I had in mind. I stood up and walked over to the bookshelf, running my fingers along the spines of the books until I found what I was looking for. The worn leather-bound volume felt heavy in my hands as I carried it over to the coffee table and opened it to the marked page. The intricate illustrations of whips, chains, and other BDSM paraphernalia made my pulse quicken with anticipation.

He leaned back against the counter, flipping the cover open. On the first page, written in bold, uneven handwriting, were the words: “A Secret Collection of Male Confessions.” Adam let out a quiet breath, a faint smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. “Confessions?” he murmured. “What kind of confessions…” He turned the page. The handwriting inside was rougher, heavier, different from one section to the next, like multiple voices trapped in ink. Different men. Different stories. His curiosity sharpened. He kept reading.

“Meanwhile he’s been fucking that girl from his gym for weeks. I found the texts.” Dante’s jaw tightened, but his voice stayed even. “He’s an idiot, Riley. Always has been when it comes to women like you.” His eyes dropped to my mouth for a second, then back up. “You’re young, smart, and you don’t take shit. Any man who can’t see that doesn’t deserve to touch you.” The way he said “touch you” made heat rush through me. I crossed my legs, pressing my thighs together, feeling myself get slick just from the conversation.

“Even after marriage, there are still men coming to my door and eyeing my wife. It is infuriating and irritating. Why isn’t Harriet saying anything? Surely she can tell that I am a little jealous?” I was once again stunned by what I heard. After walking for some time, Zachary finally stopped and turned to look at me. “Is that man very close to you? Don’t linger at the gate speaking with outsiders in the future.” Then another thought followed, full of resentment and dissatisfaction. “She and I have never spoken for that long before.” I stared at him in bewilderment, unable to make sense of him. Was he not supposed to be a man ruled by his appetite, one who found every pretty woman irresistibl

I didn't think about how long he was as long as he entered inside me I felt pain. "Ouch!" I couldn't stop moaning. But instead of stopping, he accelerated his riding on me even more. I'm like a sack that was thrown out because of the speed of his coat. The pain I felt earlier disappeared completely and was replaced by tickling and happiness. "Uhm! Uhm! F*ck!" Jacob said. "Oohhh!" I growled. He continued riding me until we both moaned loudly together. My body was tired when we finished. He got up and lit a cigarette. He didn't care about the blanket that fell on the floor so I saw face to face his masculinity still in a standing position even though the war was over.

This book is part of a series called The Forbidden Series. Book 1: His Forbidden Goddaughter (Complete) Book 2: Her Forbidden Desire (Complete) *** Hello my beautiful readers! For those of you that don't know, my books are considered ‘steamy’. This means that they will be filled with lots of detailed steamy scenes. This book specifically will have lots of sėx scenes, some bdšm, violence, drugs, profane language, the whole nine yards, so if you don’t feel comfortable with that, please skip those chapters or the book altogether. This is a mafia book, so without the violence, drugs, and alcohol, it wouldn’t really be a mafia book. LOL. I will try to have trigger warnings as much as possible, bu

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The smile and satisfaction in my face couldn’t be wiped out anymore after what happened three days ago. Come to think of it. My fuck buddy is a handsome, hot, daring, and good fucker man with a huge dick beneath his underwear. Then I was also given a chance to taste his father and to be fucked by him in the most forbidden way I could imagine. I would say that I am satisfied enough to be content with those two men. I love how they fuck, and every time I think how rough they go in fucking me, I become horny.