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Long enough for me to remember who I was before I met him. Turns out, I actually like romance novels. Not the tasteful literary romances Kenneth approved of. I’m talking absolutely shameless books with shirtless men on the covers, morally questionable billionaires, ridiculous amounts of tension, and enough spice to qualify as attempted arson. The kind Kenneth used to wrinkle his nose at. “Those books rot your brain, Jo.” Funny. I don’t think the books were the problem. I’ve also rediscovered cheesy rom-coms and psychological thrillers, all the goodies that Kenneth never agreed to watch with me because they were “too stupid” (the romcoms) and “too complicated” (the psych thrillers).

he whispers with his husky voice. I kiss his lips and respond while our lips are sealed together. “I love you too, Ty.” *** “Babe, hurry up. We still have groceries to buy.” I’m still in the middle of choosing between the two books on my hand. I can’t decide which book to choose between romance or psycho-thriller. “Ty, just give me five minutes. You can check something that might pique your interest. Try a mystery thriller, you know.” I know him well, he’s not interested in fiction or any book at all unless it has something to do with his work. That’s our one big difference.

“Nngh….fuck…yes…Daddy… deeper…fucking….. Santa….ohhh” I moan, the words slurring through spit, as he buries himself deeper into me. Liam steps up, cock at my lips. “Open that tight little mouth, whore.” I stretch wide, my jaw aching and he rams in without warning. I taste myself immediately on his cock. Thick, salty, dripping. He hits the back of my throat making me gag. I refuse to back down, tears streaming and spit bubbling down my chin.

I was certain he could read me like an open book if he kept staring at me with such intensity. Looping my hands around his shoulder, I buried my face in the crook of his neck, and he slammed deeper and harder into me, not holding back. “Oh, my god,” ripped out of my throat, followed by a desperate, “Adonis, please.” His thrusts hit a knot inside me, and I knew I was close to something marvellous, yet heartbreaking at the same time. “Fuck,” he rasped, biting down my throat. “Are you on the pill?”

Suddenly, she convulsed, a hot, frantic squirt hitting his face as she reached a massive climax. She didn't let him recover. She spun around and lowered herself onto him, guided his thick, rigid cock into her. She took him in one slow, soul-crushing movement that made Roman's vision go white. He felt himself slide into her, the tight, wet heat of her walls enveloping him completely. She began to ride him then, her movements fast and shallow. The sound of their bodies meeting was a wet, heavy thud that seemed to vibrate through the bookshelves. Roman's hands found her waist, his fingers bruising her skin as he anchored her to him.

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"But you will get used to them. You will even discover that one can live in them. That one can love in them." "Love?" she breathes, and it's almost a bitter, stifled laugh. "Obsession, then. Desire. Possession. Call it what you will. It's the cement that will bind us. The fire that burned everything to make way for something new. For us." I kiss her. She doesn't respond, but she doesn't pull away. Her mouth is soft, bruised, and I feel the tremor of her entire being, that conflict between disgust and an attraction she can no longer deny. I drink in this conflict. It nourishes me.

Like a very hot, very dangerous wolf. His hands roamed, exploring, demanding. He kissed her again, harder, deeper. He pushed her gown up, tearing it further in his haste. Her breasts spilled free. He groaned, his gaze devouring her. He bit her nipple, not gently, but with a fierce hunger that made her arch against him. His other hand found its way between her legs, his fingers probing, teasing, driving her to the edge of reason.

I chanted as he slid his fingers out and licked it I scrunched my nose as he chuckled and his eyes became dark all of a sudden. The wind began to howl and blow fiercely as he pushed me onto my back. The shutters flew about as the fire went off. Everywhere became dark and Scary as his fangs grazed my neck before piercing me deep. I screamed in pain but later began to moan and thrash on the bed. .. .. 💕 Unknown POV 💕 .. ..

CONTENT: Big cock, passionate sucking, pussy rubbing, jerking off. CHAPTER 1 Sophia, an exhibitionist, enjoyed showing off her body, and this gave her so much excitement. This lifestyle had earned her lots of admirers. Her husband also liked the idea and encouraged her to do whatever her admirers asked her to do. It excited him to see her being led by vicious dominators. Sophia especially liked to submit to Derick, a guy she met on a dating/flirting website.