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"Two jobs?" She shrugged. "It keeps me busy." I looked at Chiara. "And you?" Chiara hesitated. "I work at a bookstore. Part-time. It's not much, but I love it." "A bookstore," I said, genuinely interested. "That's lovely. What kind of books do you like?" Chiara's face lit up. "Romance, mostly. But not the cheesy kind. The ones where the characters actually feel real." "Oh, I love those," Gianna chimed in. "The ones where you stay up all night reading because you can't put them down."

She keeps sucking and humming, and stroking that perfect spot; my hips dance with it as tiny sweet sparks zip through my veins. It feels too fucking good. It makes me dizzy. My hips grind against her face on their own. The black-haired girl rides my face faster, moaning and cussing as I suck on her clit. I feel surrounded, overwhelmed, and so fucking used in the best way. My whole body is hot and aching, every lick and suck pushing that deep pressure higher until I’m shaking. Cairo leans forward. “You don’t have to hold back, baby. I want to see you fall apart.”

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The warmth of her skin against mine ignited a fervent desire, fueling my desire for her. Her breath quickened, matching the rhythm of my own heartbeat. With each thrust, she gasped as my hands traced the delicate arch of her back, the curve of her waist, and the contours of her hips. I explored the landscape of her body, committing it to memory with an insatiable hunger. My fingers danced along the curves of her body, tracing invisible patterns that ignited her senses. Her skin, warm and inviting, begged for my touch. I obliged, leaving a trail of fiery kisses along her neck, her collarbone, and down to the swell of her breasts.

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Turning the cover for me to see he said, “So this is your favorite book, huh?” Wondering what had him looking so sly I focused my eyes on the cover and I immediately felt a rush of heat flare through my body. The cover had a picture of the naked anatomy of a man and woman embracing each other sensually and the title read, ‘100 ways to spice up your life.' “If this is what you were here searching for in the library then I don’t think I have any problem,” he laughed patronizingly, and flicking through the pages he stopped at one and reading the words on it he continued, “Try being intimate in random or unfamiliar places-”

Sariel's point of view We're currently at the National Bookstore with Kaelyn and Aster. We only took one big cart, and Aster is the one pushing it. Thankfully, Aster shares the same vibes as me, while I have no idea what station Kaelyn is at. As for Aster and me, we're busy browsing through dark romance books, action and mystery thrillers, and, let's not forget, fantasy. "Hey, Ate Sera," Aster called, and she came to me, showing me a book. "Have you read this? Twisted Emotions and Twisted Pride?"

My head raised to glance at her and my eyes found her nipples, my throat tightened. “Do you like them?” She asked and I spilled the coffee in my mouth. “Do you like these books?” Her arm stretched over me to the desk behind. Her boobs were a few inches from my face. My cock kicked, and my hand twitched, wanting to touch one of them. The urge to have them ran through my veins. What was fucking wrong with me? She took one of the books and flipped through. “I see romance fiction is your favorite type of book. I love it too,” she moved away and landed her butt on the bed, her boobs bounced.

In the middle of the night, after Conrad drifted off with his arms around me, I couldn't help but slip out to the study. The way he used to whisper Jenny's name in bed, along with the photo albums and love letters I found on his computer, shattered whatever hope I still had. Still, our seven years together meant something. We'd shared too many sweet moments for me to just walk away. I stepped up to the small safe on the desk. It felt like Pandora's box, full of mystery and danger.

Charlotte woke to the slow, deliberate lash of a tongue against her clit. The sensation hit like a spark… sharp, electric and unexpected. Her body responded before her mind fully caught up: a soft gasp escaped her lips, hips lifting instinctively toward the source of pleasure. The tip of that same tongue flicked over the swollen bud repeatedly… teasing strokes that sent zinging sensations racing through her core, down her thighs and up her spine. Each flick was precise, maddening, designed to make her ache without mercy