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I couldn't stop staring, at the veins that ridged along his shaft, the thickness of it, the way his thumb rolled over the head of his cock, the slight curve that made my mind flash with filthy possibilities. The room felt hotter now, my skin was damp with sweat as I continued. Every drag of my fingers sent sparks through my core, every breath I took matched the rhythm of his. I could almost feel him in me, thrusting hard and relentless as my fingers matched the beat of my imagination. I threw my legs into the air, sticking my fingers deeper into my heat and pulling them out stained and coated with my juice. A low sound slipped from his throat as he watched, half groan, half growl, and that w

I whispered biting my lips. She swallowed hard. “Every girl I touch comes crawling back, you're just too stubborn to admit how bad you want this”, I rolled my eyes, giggling. Without hesitation I grabbed her, hoisting her unto the counter like she was a little toy. “Ah…ahh”, she gasped, her hands gripping my waist. My lips slammed into her, kissing her with wet passion. Her tongue flickered around mine. So this bookworm knows how to kiss. My tongue fucked hers better than any cock could. I pulled out her cardigan and ripped open her shirt,my soft hand diving to grab her tits.

My creamy creampie now coating all over it. My pace heightened more, my voice loud and resounding as I got close to cumming. My pussy juice drooled down into my ass crack, legs wide open, the other hanging above my head with a steadying hold. “Awwww,” I screamed as my body convulsed with sudden tightness. My stomach stiffened, releasing and contracting with each breath I pushed out. A warm, electric sensation washed through my entire body. My milky cum leaked out of my pulsing pussy in thick waves, down my ass crack, like it was an overflowing ice cream machine.

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His hand guided it, steady and firm, her body clenching around it as she trembled from his touch. “Read,” he said, stepping back, his eyes dark and hungry. “And keep going.” She grabbed the diary, her hands shaking, and opened it, her voice unsteady. “I want him to push me onto his desk,” she read, her hips rocking against the toy as he held it inside her. “I want him to spread my legs and take me, to make me scream his name.” He groaned again, louder this time, his knuckles white as he gripped the desk. “Fuck, Eva,” he said, his voice raw. “You’re so perfect, fucking yourself for me. Move it faster. Show me how much you want it.”

His mouth never stopped licking, sucking, devouring me like I was the only thing he wanted in the world. Pleasure coiled tight and fast. My thighs trembled around his shoulders. I tried to keep reading, but the words blurred. “Lucas.... I can’t...” “You can,” he growled, pumping his fingers deeper, tongue flicking relentlessly. “Read it. All of it.” I gasped through the rest of the vow, voice cracking on every syllable as my orgasm built like a storm. When I reached the final line...…until I’m ruined for anyone else"...he sucked my clit hard and curled his fingers just right.

But my wear suddenly felt too tight across the shoulder, way too warm. My fingers fidgeting, I opened the Rite book. “I exorcise thee, unclean spirit–” She arched, deliberately. The torn dress slid higher, exposing the smooth skin of her stomach, the shadow forming between her thighs revealing no undergarments. Just slick, swollen flesh catching the candle light. She was already wet and dripping, her scent filling the space which hit me. My mouth went dry. “Keep reading,” she purred. “The words make me throb. Makes me want to clench around something thick and holy.”

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Opening it silently, I strained for signs of anyone else in the hotel who might recognize me or who I may know. Throwing caution to the wind, I stole down the hall, my feet lightly pattering on the marble floor as I hurried down to the bookshop. I looked around and found one I thought was fitting for the occasion: Lady Chatterley's Lover based on the title because I felt I could relate with her but half not trusting myself not to give in to the lust-filled pages and half gleeful with excitement, I chose the book and headed back to my suite. Shutting myself in the bedroom, I curled up on the oversized chair again and got lost in its pages.