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How disgusting. Waiting for Marissa to make dinner, I read a romance novel from my favorite author in my room. Spread across the bed on my stomach, I start to fantasize that the characters in my book are Dean and I and we are in the middle of passionate love making. Overheating and wetting myself, I get off the bed and strip.

Infinitely Ours" Romance Series (Buenovela) (Goodnovel) Libro 1 Cuando dejas tu corazon atras - Book 1 "When you leave your heart behind" Libro 2 Mi Corazon te pertenece - Book 2 My Heart will be yours Power & Temptation Mafia Series (Buenovela) (Goodnovel) Libro 1 Mafia Italiana - Book 1 Italian Mafia A****N KINDLE

“It is almost as if you have done this before.” Erin giggled when she thought of all the naughty things she had done in her future life that would make her present husband blush with embarrassment. “Would it make you more comfortable if I pretended to be shy?” “No, never. I prefer you this way; confident, bold, and imaginative. No other female has ever made me this… eager.” “And no other female should. You are mine now and I will not share you with anyone else.” He grinned and kissed her deeply. “Who would have thought that my fire-breathing wife is a jealous she-wolf too?”

"No. She is not even close to you, Elena. She is not as hot as you. Not as passionate, not as filthy, not as real as you. No one compares to Mrs. Harper and the way you make me feel. You are the one I cannot get out of my head." That was all it took. The emotional dam shattered. Hunger exploded between us like wildfire. Elena stood up letting the silk robe fall completely to the floor. She pulled me into a deep passionate kiss. Our tongues tangled messily, hungry and desperate. Her heavy tits pressed against my chest, nipples hard as diamonds. "Then take me like it is your last night," she breathed hotly against my mouth. "Make me yours completely, baby. Ruin Mommy one more time." The frenzy

I can feel that warmth deep inside me, it feels like sweet jitters in my belly each time I think about him. God, the way he licked me, slow at first, then faster, like he knew exactly what my body needed, even when I was clueless. The way he called me ‘Diana’ with that deep voice that weakens my knees. I suddenly bite my lips, my hands already tracing the skin on my chest. My nipples are hard as stone and my heart is racing a little too faster than normal. How the fuck do I make it stop? How do I stop desiring a man I'm not married to?

Hi!!! Just wanted to pop in and say thank you for taking the time to read my work. This is the final book in my Unspoken Trilogy. Hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it!! Book 1 - Unspoken Promises Book 2 - Unspoken Truths Book 3 - Unspoken Desires If you’re starting this novel without reading the previous books - you may get a little lost with all the characters and the fast paced events. ——————————- Chapter 1

“And you wanted me to notice.” “Yes.” He hooked his fingers into her thong and dragged it down her thighs, letting it pool at her ankles. Cool air hit her soaked pussy. He groaned softly. “Look at you. Dripping down your legs already.” One thick finger traced her seam, gathering wetness, then pushed inside without warning. She moaned, pushing back. He added a second finger, pumping slow and deep, curling to hit that spot that made her knees buckle. “You’ve been fantasizing about this, haven’t you?” he said against her ear, leaning over her. “About me bending you over my desk and fucking you raw while the campus walks by outside.”

His touch was light, feather-like, but it felt like an electric shock shooting through me, igniting every nerve in my body. He leaned in closer, his breath ghosting over my skin, sending shivers down my spine. The scent of him—dark and intoxicating—wrapped around me like a fog, clouding my thoughts. “You’re not as cold as you think you are, Sabrina,” he murmured, his lips barely a breath away from my ear. “I see it in your eyes. You want to feel something. You want to give in.” My heart raced, blood pounding in my ears.

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.

Naya Hart If you just finished reading this, let's say a prayer together. Oh Lord, forgive me for I have sinned. 🙏🏽 And honestly? I am not even sorry. If you made it all the way to the end of Forbidden Desires — from Ruin Me Stepfather down to My boyfriend ,y stepbrother, you are built differently and I respect you deeply. 😭🖤 This book was never for the faint of heart. It was for the ones who read with the door locked and the brightness turned all the way down.