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“Says the Alpha who gave his Luna oral sex in dream land.” “That would actually a very interesting story plot.” “Exactly why we should be doing more adventurous things while fucking…to spice up our lives and make good story plots.” “Hmm.” “Yeah, you mentioned one time that Everlery likes writing…she can write erotica stories with what we do and who knows? We might be the inspiration to a bestseller book.”

“I told you, I won’t force you.” “But we must, I mean we can’t fake the-” “We’ll mark each other. It'll be enough to sustain our story. I know how you feel about it, but the mark will fade away eventually. We'll renew it once in a while.” By the end of this talk, he was only in his underwear. A small whimper escaped my mouth causing me to slap a hand over it. His laugh filled the room. Despite the turmoil of emotions that were ravaging my mind, I couldn’t deny the fact that his body was nothing less than perfect.

He let out the friendliest of smiles, making Anderson very uncomfortable. Anderson stared back and forth between Suit and the scroll. His mind was racing. The contract sounded simple enough. Straightforward, but he did not understand. ‘What did he mean by survive the stories? Did he not say I was going to tell a story? What does survive the story mean?’ Question after question popped up into his head. He could not help himself. He had no idea exactly what it meant, but one thing was for certain; He would not move forward if he did nothing but constantly question the situation

“I forgot to ask you something. What happened between Christabel and Jeff? It seemed as though they had some sort of bad blood between them.” “It's not in my place to tell you what transpired between them. I just hope that they settle it soon.” “Oh, okay. Let's take a picture.“ "You know I don't like taking pictures, Sarah.” I rolled my eyes ”But you post your pictures on I*******m right? Just one please.” I pouted. He laughed. “Okay, fine. Bring your phone.” "Uhh, no. let's use your phone. I love the camera quality of your phone.”

I smile at my daughter and say, “Over medium, please.” Then she looks at Gabriel, fighting a smile. “Can you eat better than you can dance?” The girls erupt into laughter, and Gabriel holds his hands up in defeat. “Look at it this way, ladies: I gave you a great story.” Britanya looks between me and Gabriel and winks. “Doesn’t seem like the story’s over.”

F - First U - Uncommon C - Classified K - Kriminal (I am using 'K' instead of 'C' because it's my story, so no offense) Take care of yourselves, my readers !! Tell me what you like, tell me when I was wrong :-)

But why? “Can I take a look?” She finally asked when he just stood there in silence clutching the tablet. He nodded and slowly handed it over. She flipped open the cover. She stood there in stunned silence as she carefully drummed through each page. Most of the images were of landscapes and buildings, but there were a few sketches and drawings of people. Her eyes grew wide when her gaze landed on a picture of her own face. “I—I can explain that—” “Ohmigod. Brad, this is brilliant.” She flipped through the rest of the pages until she came to the end. “You’re an artist. An amazing one. Why doesn’t anyone know about this?”

"People don't fall in love at cemeteries." "Well excuse me for being cautious," he scoffed and kept his eyes on the road. "Where are we going?" She asked. "I don't know, I'm just driving," he replied with a carefree attitude. "You said your company was having problems last night, is that why you're avoiding going to work?" He looked at her, his eyes glistening. "I knew I liked you for a reason." "Well, what is it?" "We were supposed to launch a new idea or concept this week but I found out another company stole our idea. We have absolutely nothing to offer and our investors are demanding we refund them." He sighed.

“Lila… you can’t be serious. This is just the sex talking. Four days of wild sex doesn’t erase a marriage.” “It does when the marriage was already dead,” she said quietly but firmly. “You sold me to your friends because you couldn’t satisfy me anymore. And now that I’ve experienced what it’s like to actually be wanted… I’m not going back.” Jax pulled out of her slowly, his thick cock glistening with her juices and cum. He helped her stand on shaky legs. Cum immediately began running down her thick thighs in heavy streams. She didn’t try to hide it. She stood there naked, marked, and leaking, facing her husband with her head held high.

The message contained a blurry video of more than ten seconds. When I opened it, I froze instantly. The video was shot from a long distance across the building, with the camera pointed directly at our bedroom. In the frame, I was alone, struggling to free myself from under the bed. There was no second person, no suggestive posture, no improper action—only an ordinary person’s embarrassed scene of being stuck and saving herself. But because of the tricky shooting angle and deliberate cropping, it could easily be misinterpreted by people who did not know the truth.