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he asked. I shook my head. “I’m not with anything apart from my phone.” Amara and Nathan said the same thing. As he nodded, “Good, then come in.” He opened the door, as a bright light shone from there. We got in, wincing and closing our eyes, as we saw a naked man seated on a large couch with three naked women around him. He slapped one of them on their breast and pushed her away as she laughed, then got back up to climb on top of him. It felt weird, like I was inside some sort of erotic movie.

My fingers were buried knuckle-deep, curling to hit that spot inside me that made my toes curl. Then the whole streaming dashboard froze. The mouse wouldn’t move. Controls locked up. My stomach dropped for a second, but before I could freak out and slam the end stream button, my headphones crackled. A deep, calm familiar voice slid right into my ears, smooth and low, like the man was sitting right behind me in the chair. “Keep going, princess. Daddy’s been archiving every pixel of you.” My fingers stuttered inside me but didn’t stop. My pussy clenched so hard around them I whimpered.

Giving him my best smile I start laughing and get back to dancing with him every time we touch it sends a shivers all over my body and heat rise in my stomach that makes its way down to my core making me feel wet. Julius leans down, and whispers in my ear Star you smell so good in a seductive way. Looking up at him confused. He says Um Star I can smell your arousal he purrs it's so intoxicating to me. Ugh I can tell my face is red as a tomato and I'm hoping these lights are dark enough to hide my face from him but just in case I turn my head and I hear him chuckle.

I want to do this all night. I have turned into such a slut. I want sex all the fucking time. The humid stormy air coats my skin, the slight breeze brushing against the sweat glistening on me, releasing more of my musky scent. I have only seen this kind of position in porn stars, and I could say it fucking feels terrific. I kind of imagine myself being in some sort of scene in a strip club, dancing in front of Damon. Damn! That is one hell of a fantasy that I will have to put on my wish list.

AUTHOR'S P.O.V. Drax lay naked on the king-size bed. The aromatic layers of hashish smoke were suspended in the still air and a bottle of vodka, and three glasses sat on the bedside table. Three women lay naked with him. He moaned and whipped his head back as his whores did their work. One of the women, an auburn-haired girl, revolved her breast around his moaning, moving face, one was sucking on his nipple, while the other one kneaded his erection. Drax was experiencing sexual ecstasy when the telephone jarred loudly, interrupting them.

The Nuru oil turned his touch into a seamless, sliding sensation that blurred the boundaries between his skin and mine. He moved behind me, his chest pressing against my back, both of us slick with the warm amber liquid. It was a full-body contact—a "Nuru" dance where every movement was a slide, every touch a long, slow friction. He used his weight to press me down into the silks, his oiled body sliding over mine in a slow, rhythmic massage that made my breath catch in my throat.

I crooned and stroked the hair back from his abused face. Bress' jaw and the corner of his eye was bruised from my earlier attack and there was still a hint of blood on his lips. It gave me a very satisfied feeling, but I pushed that aside so I could continue impersonating Moire. "Just relax, sweetheart." I drew my fingers across his eyes instinctively and felt my magic gather. Stardust fell from my fingertips and drifted over his tumultuous eyes. The lavender dust sank into his irises—sparking once as they settled the storm—and then faded away.

It was a dark, calm, and silent night. The air has a familiar blue breeze coming from the aroma of lavender and jasmine mixed with fresh flowers and scented candles. There was no one in sight in the Ortega mansion. Everyone is asleep except for the two souls who are still wide awake and making the most of the golden hour. Inside one of the rooms in the mansion, the air is filled with the vapor of lust from two heated bodies fused into one. The room's four walls resonated with the rhapsody of the wet sound of their bodies slamming together, while she groaned louder with every thrust.

I felt my free hand clutch the bed as the needs struggled to get the best of me. Yes, we were on the bed now, and I couldn’t count how many times we went at it. Fuck! Nathan hit a pleasure spot as his hands tickled my neck. I moaned as the arousal piqued. This was so good, and I just needed more of it. I couldn’t even breathe. “Nathan,” I cooed. He leaned in and replaced his hands with his mouth. He gave me more open-mouthed kisses than I could count. This was just too much and I saw stars. Oh, God!

Then she moved to her clit and began stroking and pinching the sensitive little bud. Suddenly Astrid sighed, and her hips bucked upwards and began pistoning up and down until she moaned long and low, and she sank back in her seat, still trembling with the power of her orgasm; she gasped for several minutes and then became quiet. Have to admit, my cock was rock hard. Astrid began to masturbate again. She orgasmed two more times. By now, my mind was reeling with pure lust. Astrid leaned over and whispered in my right ear..." baby pullover I want you to give me a mouthful of cum"