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Steve lay back, his face wet with saliva and her slick, gasping for breath. “Fuck, your bitch is hot,” Steve muttered, smirking as he tossed Emma’s bra at Rob. “Here’s something for you to play with.” Emma sat up, finishing the last of her prosecco like it was nothing. She stood, wearing only her leather boots and thong, her body gleaming with sweat. Calm, casual, in control. “You ready to sign the contract?” she asked Steve like it was just business. Steve chuckled darkly. “Not yet, slut. Why don’t you come sit on my cock and we’ll talk about it?”

Until a few weeks ago: ~ The house is empty. Music slips into the silence, low and steady. I sway my hips in rhythm, not bothering with the clothes my mother would approve of. Today, I let myself exist. I’m in just my bra and panties, nothing more. My hair is tied back with a ribbon instead of being hidden beneath fabric. I’ve been keeping a secret collection of romance songs and steamy novels, tucked away under my bed. I lend them out when the pile gets too large, trading them for new ones from old classmates.

His friend had almost coal-dark hair, and was deliciously muscled. Jeanie glanced down as she loaded the last washer, and let out a nearly silent sigh of relief. She could feel her nipples stiffening against her bra, and she was concerned that they might be visible through her top. Jeanie sat down and put her nose in the book that she’d brought with her, but knew from the moment that she opened it that it was a bad idea. The racy romance novel was the last thing that was going to distract her from the surge of arousal that had come over her. The bookmark sat right at the beginning of a heated coupling between the characters in the book.

—I knew this was it. Our forever. THE END! Here is the list of my masterpieces; ~ The Mafia’s Plaything: His To Ruin. ~ Once His Nightmare, Now His Employee. ~ Bound By His Rules: MM Steamy Compilation. ~ The Omega’s Revenge Harem: A Dark MMMM Erotica Tale. (Available only on GOODNOVEL.)

I wаѕ, but not fоr thе rеаѕоn they thоught. THE END Thank you for joining me on this intense journey through Lost in Lust.️ If you enjoyed this story, I invite you to explore my other novel, “Wild Pleasure”️ A very sexual erotic novel. Nuzel.

Steam filled the small space as he pressed her back against the cool tiles. His mouth claimed hers again, hungry and demanding, while his hands roamed greedily over her wet skin to cup the breasts he couldn't seem to get enough of. He squeezed her hard nipples until she moaned into his kiss, before one of his thick thighs slid between her legs and pressed up against her pussy. Dalia ground against it shamelessly, already soaked and yearning for more. Levi broke the kiss and dropped to his knees on the wet tile, lifted one of her legs over his shoulder and spread her open. His tongue found her clit instantly, licking slowly and firmly till she was quivering and dripping on his face.

Liam’s POV Breaking up with Isabella had been the hardest thing I’d ever done. We were together for three intense years, we’d been college sweethearts who somehow made it through graduation and into the real world. Isabella was fire with long raven-black hair that smelled like vanilla and jasmine, piercing emerald eyes that could read every dirty thought in my head, and a body that haunted my dreams even two years after we called it quits. We’d burned hot and fast—passionate arguments that ended in rough, sheet-soaking sex, lazy Sunday mornings tangled together, and a love that felt all-consuming until life got in the way.

At Ava’s bra which barely contained her massive tits, Liam’s undone jeans, Ethan’s bare chest and heavy briefs. “It’s my deepest, dirtiest fantasy. I want…I want in.” Liam’s eyes darkened. He sat up, easing Ava off his lap with gentle hands. He crossed the room in two strides, stopping close enough that I smelled cedar and heat. His thumb bruId a melting snowflake from my jaw. “Then let tonight be the story you keep for yourself,” he said. “No readers. Just us.” Ava was already moving, bare feet silent. I stopped behind me, fingers tugging the hem of my sweater. “Arms up.”

Lisa wasn't worth it and Rosa wasn't going to let Lisa inside her head. "I make him feel things that you can only dream of," she said. "Men don't just want me for my body, you know. I let him do dark things to me and he enjoys it. You can't make him happy, Rosa. You are far too vanilla and plain. You couldn't take the types of dark fantasies that Axel has. I can." She turned and showed rosa a long white scar that ran down the length of her back. It marred the perfect golden tan she had and rosa mouth dropped open in surprise.

And for the first hour, it felt exactly like that… intense, electric, carefully bounded, the kind of heat that I thought I could enjoy without letting it alter me. But the moment the door clicked shut behind us, everything changed. Camille pressed me against the wall, her mouth claiming mine in a kiss that was deep and demanding, tongue sliding against mine until I was dizzy with it. Her hands were everywhere at once… peeling my blouse open, cupping my breasts, rolling my nipples between her fingers until they ached and peaked. I moaned into her mouth as she dropped to her knees, shoving my skirt up and my panties aside. Her tongue found my clit instantly, licking slow and firm, then fast an