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She wrapped her hand around the shaft and stroked him a few times, feeling the heat and the way it twitched in her grip. Professor Kane groaned into her mouth. “Touch me.” She did. Her hand moved faster along his length while they kissed. He was rock hard, the skin smooth and hot. Veins pulsed under her fingers. She rubbed her thumb over the tip, spreading the pre-cum around. He thrust slightly into her hand, clearly enjoying it.

It has increased to the point no one can save him from Igneel's wrath. How such a steamy mood turned into something so sad. How from kissing each other to admiring each other, scars turned into tears of sadness and anger. "I love you." He said and kissed her lips and cheeks. He could no longer hold his feelings for her. He kissed her teary eyes as he slowly traveled his kisses down to her clothed chest and then to her bare stomach. Her panties were on display. The sadness that he had suddenly turned into a longing for her. He could no longer restrain himself and so he went on her, made love with her so many times and in so many ways, draining her out of her energy as she trembled under him.

X18+ ahead please, if you're not comfortable with such scenes, skip it! This is a dark romance book. Damon plundered Neah's lips like a hungry beast. Lifting her up in his arms as Neah wrapped her legs around his waist, his fingers brushes towards her back as he caresses the soft skin. "Hmmm Dam-- Damon~~"Neah said with shaky and unsteady breaths. Her hands ran through into his soft silky black hair as she moaned into his lips.

“Don’t stop, slut. You’re almost there. Make us come too.” My hands obey even when my body is too weak, pumping them both with messy strokes. They groan, hips jerking. “Yes, keep going—” “She’s so perfect—” Hot streams spill across my breasts, my chest, my throat. I gasp as cum paints my skin, dripping down between my tits, streaking over my collarbone. Another pulse splatters against my lips, hot and salty. I lick it instinctively, moaning around the taste. The room fills with groans. My body is a mess—soaked, dripping and painted in their release.

Lustre moaned, not just from the kiss, but from the way his hands gripped her hips, holding her like he owned every part of her from throat to thigh. He tasted like ash and spice, his tongue demanding and wild. She didn’t realize she’d pressed her body flush against his until she felt the hardness straining beneath his tailored slacks, thick and pulsing with heat. He growled, low and guttural, breaking the kiss to drag his nose along her jaw. “You smell like heat. Like you’re ready to burn.” Lustre’s fingers found the open collar of his shirt and pulled. Hard. Buttons scattered like broken promises. His chest was pure heat and sinew, marked with scales that shimmered in candlelight. “Then ma

My tongue dragged through her wet folds in one long, slow lick, savoring her taste. Isabella cried out, hips bucking up. I licked her again and again, broad strokes from entrance to clit, then circled the swollen little nub before sucking it gently into my mouth. Two thick fingers pushed inside her tight, velvety heat, curling to stroke that spongy spot I knew drove her wild.

“Wake up, Rose. It’s time to head back.” “No. Let me sleep a bit more. It’s so nice here.” “My legs are getting numb.” “You look so beautiful when you’re shy.” “Come on, Rose. If you don’t open your eyes, I’ll kiss you.” “Then kiss me.” “Please.” “Do you really want this? Out here?” “Yes. I want you. I want this.” “Please. Don’t torture me like this.”

The intoxicating scent of your arousal flooded his senses, making his head swim with lust. *I lifted my hips obediently as Alec tore away my soaked panties, cool air kissing my exposed flesh. A needy whimper escaped me at the loss of the flimsy barrier, leaving me bare and vulnerable to his heated gaze. I could feel the evidence of my desire trickling down my inner thighs, a testament to how badly I wanted him.*

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.

"You're soaking wet. I haven't even gotten you into the shower yet." She moaned softly as his hands started to move down her body, tweaking her nipples softly. She could hardly hold herself up and she had to lean back against the counter when he caressed the underside of her breasts. Finally, he started to direct her towards the shower, pulling back the curtain so she could step in. She sighed as the water fell against her skin, hot and sensual, the steam from the shower clouding her vision just slightly. Mr. Harrison stepped in after her and pulled the curtain shut, pulling her against him immediately and kissing her hard. she kissed him back, rolling her hips against him, his hard dick pre