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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.

he purred, yanking her panties off. They immediately got hit by the full force of the scent of her slick, an absolute alpha haze taking over them. Callum pushed her against the bed and devoured her mouth while Connor peeled her swollen folds open and buried himself between her thick thighs. Kane stripped off his clothes before walking over to her with a monstrous cock. He tapped the crown against her greedy lips and watched her eagerly reach for it and suck it. "Take it all, you horny bitch," he growled, tugging at her hair while Callum pinned her hands to the bed and sucked on her tits. Connor continued lapping at her pussy as she gushed more slick for them.

Use me to make yourself feel good. I began rocking my hips slowly. The friction of his hard cock against my clit was incredible. I moaned loudly as I found the perfect angle. Liam groaned beneath me, his hands sliding up to cup my breasts. So beautiful, he whispered. He leaned up and took one of my nipples into his mouth, sucking it slowly and sweetly. His tongue swirled around the sensitive peak while I ground harder against him. The sensation was overwhelming. My moans grew louder and more desperate as I rode the length of his cock through his boxers.

EMMA The walk up the stairs felt like a fever dream. My legs were still shaky from the two massive orgasms Sarah had ripped out of me downstairs, and my inner thighs were slick with a mixture of my own juices and her saliva. Jake’s cum had dried in streaks on my skin, but my pussy was already throbbing again, aching to be filled. Sarah led us by the hand—her full, naked body glowing under the hallway light, heavy tits bouncing with every step, ass jiggling enticingly. Jake followed close behind, his thick cock still rock-hard and bouncing, glistening from fucking Sarah’s cunt.

“Ride me. Show me how bad you want it.” I straddled him eagerly, guiding that monster back into my soaked hole. I sank down slowly, moaning as it filled me again. Once fully seated, I started bouncing, hands on his abs for leverage. His hands grabbed my ass, guiding me, spanking occasionally. “Faster, Matilda. Fuck yourself on my cock.” I rode him wildly, tits bouncing, hair flying. Moans poured from my mouth with every drop. He thrust up to meet me, our bodies slamming together. He sat up, sucking my tits again while I ground on him, clit rubbing against his pelvis.

Her moist pussy, swollen pussy lips and sexy legs made my penis throb. The stair well is warm and clammy from a steam pipe hissing steam as I approached this goddess. The steam made her smooth skin glisten as beads of sweat cascaded down her skin. Her body jumps as I run my hands up her cafes, my breathe is short as I enjoy the feel of her softness.

I grabbed my purse and headed out the door, turning back for my book on the kitchen counter; reading books will forever be my first love. At The Tasty Place Diner I found what might be my new inspiration. He was tall, almost roughed, not too soft. I don’t know what to make of what happened. “Mr. Blackwood,” he had signed my book; who was he? He was light skinned. I usually like men a shade closer to purple. His chest was broad, too broad. Usually my men are slimmer. He had lazy eyes that looked intense just when he needed them to be. Bedroom McDreamy eyes... And he smiled like a humming bird, glorious and slick.

She came hard, trembling against the bookshelves, her moans swallowed by my lips while I kept fingering her through every wave, drawing it out until she was a shaky, dripping mess. I pulled my fingers out slowly, brought them to my lips, and licked them clean while she watched with wide, dazed eyes. “See?” I whispere d, smiling. “I told you I’d handle it.”

I pull my cardigan tighter around me, trying not to look like a woman unraveling on her fourth glass of wine. “I don’t write sex, Chloe. I write romance without all the detailed intimacy, I write about repressed trauma, losing a loved one, mystery, horror even not two people who’ve never met each other dirty talking and moan— oh God.” She takes my wine glass and replaces it with her full one. “Exactly. You’ve built an empire off tragedy. I think your readers are ready to read something based on actual pleasure or erotic tension.” “Ew. Who even reads things like that?”

His thick cock stretched my hole so wide it burned so good, slamming my prostate with every thrust. “Yes, Yes” I screamed. My ass on fire from the monster that was hitting inside me, fucking me so badly I could feel it in my stomach. His breath heightened. “Shit” he groaned, pulling my hands behind me, as he slammed his heavy balls over my ass cheek. My body trembled with an amazing sensation. This was what I always craved. Getting fucked like this. Mercilessly. My hands ached from behind me. But I wanted him to be more violent with me, make me his slut. “Fuck” I yelled, voice almost inaudible.