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My body's on fire, nipples hard against my bra and my pussy aching from the earlier tease. This is a terrible idea. He's the enemy. But fuck it all—the tension's been building since the conference room, and being this close, trapped... I can't think straight. Before I can stop myself, I surge up on my toes and crash my lips against his. It's aggressive, all teeth and frustration, my hands fisting his shirt to pull him closer. Brian follows my lead for a split second—stunned, then kissing back hard, his tongue invading my mouth like he's claiming victory.

Our tongues danced as my hands roamed her perky breasts, pinching her nipples until she gasped. Jane came behind me, pressing her body to my back. "Your ass feels incredible, Abi. So plump and full and soft." Her fingers slipped between my legs, finding my slick folds. She circled my clit slowly, making my hips buck. "You're wet already, baby." "Ohhh, yes, Jane," I cried out. "Since Vincent came in, please go deeper…awwww" Cheryl and Priscilla joined, forming a tight circle. We kissed in turns, our mouths exploring necks and shoulders. The dark room soon filled with soft moans and the scent of our arousal mixing with faint restaurant spices.

“Please don't slow down. Fuck me hard.” He obliged, hips slamming against mine with enough force to rock the desk. “That's it,” Mr. Sinclair urged. “Don't let that arse go.” My lips moved out of their own accord, moaning helplessly as I shut my eyes, the pleasure frying my brain cells. A fierce rush of heat flooded through my system, my pulse thundering through every inch of me. The room was thick with the scent of sex and stale sweat, and I almost shattered to the sounds of my pussy squelching shamelessly as his wet cock rammed into my dripping coochie.

“Hey? Hey?? You’re screwing my boyfriend, you little piece of shit!” Nathan shrugs. “Pretty sure he’s fucking me, technically.” “Oh.” Jake finally looks up, his face going pale. “Babe, I can explain.” He stood looking at me with guilt on his face. “May that explanation choke you right there.” I responded back I almost immediately. “First of all, Jake you're GAY??” “Secondly, what the actual FUCK?” “Thirdly, the same dick you've put inside me is literally what has been inside Nathan all these while??”

The steamy air of the sauna enveloped Professor De as he cautiously entered the room, his eyes darting around the space filled with half-naked men relaxing on the wooden benches. De, a tall and lean man in his early thirties, was known for his intellect and handsome features, but he harbored a secret – he was a closeted gay man who longed to peek at the bulges of his fellow gym-goers.

Gabriella “I want to stretch you out until you can’t close your legs, Gabriella. I want to watch my brothers fill your mouth and your ass while I bury myself so deep in your pussy you forget your own name. We’re going to paint you in our cum, record every desperate sob you make for us, and then we’re going to make Derek watch his ‘perfect, repressed wife’ transform into our personal, filthy little pet. You’re going to be so used, so thoroughly ruined by the three of us, that you’ll never even remember what his pathetic touch felt like.” I read the text again, my heart hammering against my ribs like a trapped bird that wanted its fucking freedom. My breath hitched, a sharp, jagged sound in th

***AUTHOR'S NOTE*** Hi lovely Readers, here's the author. Thank you for reading to the end of this book, and a new book is about to start. Title: "Your Daddy, My Obsession." JANUARY How does one go about seducing their almost father-in-law? I really, truly do not recommend doing an internet search. The results are heavy on p**n and light on answers. In the end, I’m left to my own devices.

Else, how would I explain where I was? I tried not to think about it, a small smile playing across my lips as I read the same page I had tried to yesterday at the office, reminding me of the time-out on the couch and bed. I had acted like quite the randy little slut yesterday. Dropping the book into my lap, I thought about Asher and his guest and the little display I had put on for them. Thoughts of exposing myself to them and then masturbating made my smile widen, and I felt a tiny but unmistakable twinge in my pussy. Mentally talking to my sex drive, I reminded myself that I couldn't give in to wild passions because of my marital status but must be ready for Asher whenever he wants me, the

"Exactly. Throw her out; Darcy won't hold it against you!" Felix scooped me into his arms before turning to face them, an expression of disbelief curling his lips. But they misinterpreted his reaction, thinking he agreed with them. Darcy, consumed by jealousy, moved to shove me away. But Felix's foot shot out, sending her flying across the room. Finally, his voice broke through the rage, rough and hoarse. "Get lost! Do you think you matter? Felicity's my wife; she's the only woman I'll ever love!"

Disclaimer: This is an erotic story that contains explicit, spicy, and sexual content intended for mature audiences only. If you are under the age of 17 or uncomfortable with adult themes, we kindly advise you not to proceed. However, if you’re of legal age and enjoy such stories, then welcome—and enjoy the experience. Chapter 1