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His face was covered with an obscene amount of my arousal, and I wanted to lick it off his beard, lips, and chin. His hands were in his pants, stroking his dick. “You taste so fucking good, Rene. I can’t get enough of you.” With that, he dove back down to taste me some more. Remy had a playbook to my pussy. This was solidified when he added fingers to the pussy eating equation, pushing at my G-spot with a fury. He knew exactly how to get her off. He’d been learning my body well. I tried to focus but couldn’t “I...ohh, fuck... What...about... dinner?” I asked as I felt another orgasm coming on.

“Show me how much you need me to stay.” Roman lifted me off the floor like I weighed nothing and carried me to the bedroom. He dropped me on the bed and stripped fast, his cock already hard and pointing straight up, veins throbbing along the shaft. I yanked my dress off and spread my legs wide, showing him how wet my pussy was, slick dripping down to my ass. “Look what you do to me. Even when I’m mad I want this cock destroying me.” Roman climbed over me and shoved two fingers into my cunt straight. I gasped and arched, my walls squeezing around them.

Their kiss was deep and urgent, tongues dancing as the steam enveloped them. Victor's hands explored her, one sliding down to part her thighs, fingers delving into her slick heat. "Always so ready for me," he growled, circling her clit with expert precision. Elena moaned, her hips rocking against his hand, the water sloshing with her movements. He inserted two fingers, then three, fucking her slowly while his mouth latched onto her neck, sucking hard enough to leave a mark she'd have to hide from Marcus. "Cum for me, Elena. Let me feel you tighten."

And on top of that, we kissed and had sex. Sex! I was still a virgin in real life. What made me dream of Lorenzo, of all men, to be my lover? This wasn’t right. And I didn’t feel right. In fact, I was still hot and sweaty. Just the thought of him had me thinking about my dream again. I touched my lips, remembering his hard lips pressed on mine, and my heart rapidly increased in speed again. I pulled the blanket off, my head going dizzy. But that still didn’t help alleviate my symptom. I was hot and bothered.

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"Yes, please." "Hold tight to me, baby." He pushed and was surrounded by the sweetness of her flesh. She gasped and he smiled fiercely down at her, knowing instinctively that he wasn't hurting her. He couldn't breathe. She was so hot, it felt as if his cock were being held in a hand gloved in rich, dark satin that had been dipped in warm honey. It was intoxicating, everything about her made him feel a sense of freedom, a sense that it would be okay for him to let go. He wouldn't hurt her no matter what he did.

"What made you think of it?" "I've always been fascinated by the sex position books and wondered if there could really be that many different ways," she smiles as she drops his shirt on a chair and starts unfastening his belt. "If this works out, there's a book called 365 Sex Positions - A Year of Great Sex," she teases as she pulls his pants and boxer shorts down together, releasing his hard cock. Rhonda kisses the tip of his cock, flicking her tongue against it, before standing up and wrapping her arms around his neck.

The first rays of morning sun filtered through the heavy curtains, casting a warm glow over the wrecked bedroom. I stirred against Lorenzo’s broad chest, my body heavy with exhaustion yet already humming with the familiar, insidious pull of the heat. It had only been a brief reprieve—maybe two or three hours of fitful sleep—but the fire was returning, licking at my veins and making my core clench with fresh, empty need. Slick had already begun to seep again, coating my thighs and the sheets beneath us. I whimpered softly, pressing closer to the alpha’s solid warmth, inhaling his scent like it was oxygen.