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The rug was a lost cause, and so was I. Ava traced lazy circles on my stomach. “Still catching the morning train?” I laughed, raw. “Changed my plans. Indefinitely.” Ethan pressed a kiss to my shoulder. “Good. We’re just warming up.” Liam’s hand slid between my thighs, teasing. “Chapter two starts at dawn.” I closed my eyes, sated and aching and already wet again. The lodge smelled of sex and pine and possibility. Outside, the mountain stood silent. Inside, three bodies curled closer, ready to write the next scene on my skin.

CELESTE “Did you just moan Mrs Dubois?” I heard his voice right against my ear causing a shiver to roll down my spine, his hot breath fanning against my delicate neck, his chest pressed down against my smooth back. I felt my cheeks heat immediately, “No I…i didn—.” Wait what? Did he just lick me? Oh my god, yes he did. His wet tongue just slid across my neck. “You shouldn’t lie madam, I can literally smell your arousal and feel your wetness from here.”

“For one,I like your boobs,the way your nipples pock out of your clothes linen in the morning. “Two I like your ass, the way it's perfect for me. “Three I like your lips, it's very soft and full, makes me want to eat and devour every part of it. “Four I like your pretty eyes.. it shows how innocent you are of what I'm about to do ….” He grabbed me closer as he pressed his lips on mine, spanking my ass. He relished my lips like it was some treasure, taking his time to know every nock and cranny. My panties started to wet from my liquid, becoming damp at every given second. He carried me up on the desk as his hands wandered my body, aching to have his way in. Stopping at my damp panties in bet

Her hands clutched his hair, pulled tight, and her pussy throbbed with each flick of his tongue. He moved to her left breast, bit gently, then sucked deeply, his tongue swirled, and his hand pinched her other nipple, twisted until she cried, “Oh, please!” Her thighs pressed together, slick with her juices, and the vanilla candle’s scent mixed with her arousal in the air. “Your breasts are my obsession,” Hayes growled. His voice was rough, and his eyes locked on hers with burning lust. “My filthy toy, your nipples beg for me, not Sophie’s pathetic lies.”

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"You have a fire in your soul, Celess. A passion for life that I find... intoxicating. I wanted to share that with you." Celess felt her heart racing in her chest. She had always been drawn to danger, but this was different. This was the ultimate forbidden romance, and she didn't know if she was ready for it. But as she looked into Steve's dark eyes, she felt a sense of calm wash over her. She didn't know what the future held, but she knew that she wanted to spend it with him. Without a word, she stepped forward and wrapped her arms around Steve's neck, pressing her lips to his in a fierce, passionate kiss. As they kissed, she felt like she was finally home.

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.

His warm mouth engulfs the head, and he takes me down inch by inch until the whole thing is buried inside him. We work our mouths in tandem, our tongues gliding over each other, our moans muffled by the hard cocks between our lips. We lick and slurp and suck like there’s no tomorrow, the wet sounds echoing through the steamy room. Our bodies are slick with sweat, and we slide against each other like two giant, slippery eels. I leak a constant stream of precum, which Diesel eagerly swallows. His Adam’s apple works overtime, and his stubbled chin glistens with my fluids. He must be loving the taste, judging by the way his cock is throbbing in my mouth.

Wearing nothing underneath, I stepped forward, taking the offered hand. Sarah drew me in, the water and steam wrapping me in warmth. My lover's face wore a soft, beautiful smile and I let my eyes run over the length of her body. My God, she was beautiful. She pulled me close, and my lips found hers. We pressed together, the length of her legs sliding against mine, my hands running over her wet skin. The sparse hair of her mound tickled against my thigh, and the swell of her hip pressed into my sex. The wetness there was from a completely different source, and I slid easily against her. Our breasts molded together, and Sarah's mouth moved to my neck.

“Damn, your tongue feels so good against my neck, little demon.” I whimpered softly, my hips grinding down in slow, needy circles against his hardness. The friction of his thick cock against my soaked core through our clothes was driving me insane. My panties were soaked, my wetness staining his pants. I reached up and brushed my fingers over one of his small, dark horns, tracing the smooth, warm curve. Brayden shuddered beneath me, a low growl rumbling in his chest that I felt vibrate through my entire body. “So… hot,” I whispered deliriously, grinding harder against his lap. “All of you… I can’t stop touching you. I don’t know what’s happening to me. My body feels like it’s on fire.”