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My hand itched to touch the screen, to press through it, to feel her, to close that tiny distance between us. I blinked, forcing myself to look away. I tried to force my mind onto prayers, on scripture, on anything except her. But I couldn’t. My thoughts spiraled, twisting, clinging to the sound of her voice, the imagined brush of her hands, the pressure of her body so close I could almost feel it. I was unraveling. I was on fire. I was caught. “You need to focus,” I said, my hand gripping the wood until my knuckles ached. “On God. On resisting temptation.”

What do I have to do to get attention? I try not to moan when the exquisite flavors burst through my pallet. Slowly closing my eyes, I let the fireworks of spices drown my body. I've never tasted chicken parm this good before. I remind myself to thank the head chef later. When I opened my eyes, chills went down my spine—no not chills, electricity. I'll be stupid if I won't acknowledge the sphere of electricity that has been flying around the room. I don't want to deny the fact that my toes are curling with the thought of Lucas naked. In my bed. Dark. Alone.

“I believe we would be passing the Kingdom of Elysia and many other counties before we reach there.” “That’s right, we’ll go to every country in the world and make this adventure the best!” Chapter 3 ends~ to be continued

The book has a black leather cover and on the center of the cover, there is a glass bulging bubble that's filled with some kind of red liquid. Please don't be blood. I bend to pick up the book and stumble back a bit. It's heavy and I lug it into the room kicking the door shut with the back of my heel before moving to sit down on my bed. "Who left you at my door." I openly think as I read over the cover. Elgadah Furrucci presents. Advanced Spells and Enchantments. English translation. The words are printed in italics across the cover. I run my hand over the cover and I can feel the light layer of dust on it. My hand stops at the glass bubble and I avoid touching that part.

Adrienne My next two classes were pretty peaceful as neither Selena nor the new guy were in any of it. The bell rang for lunch and I was grateful as it meant I could escape to the library where I could immerse myself in a good book. The library was always a good hiding place as no one really bothered going there aside from some occasional bookworms. The library actually had stunning architecture and it also was filled with loads and loads of books on every possible subject and I found it delightful as I could read whatever I wanted in peace. I didn’t really bother eating lunch so I could spend my lunch period reading whatever I wanted.

The buttons were proof as they strained, giving me small glimpse of her baby soft skin. Just staring at that girl gave me crazy, sexual thoughts that very moment. Like how I wanted to grab fistful of her as I pounded her from the back. The freckles she had made me want to explore her body for more. Her full lips looked soft enough for kiss and bite on. Her honey brown eyes were mesmerizing. The way she stared back at me let me know she was thinking the same crazy ass idea. She flashed me a seductive smile before her eyes glanced down to my boxers. "Nice print." She said.

When he opened them again, his gaze had changed—still controlled, but darker and deeper. Hungry. He lifted his hand fully this time, his fingers sliding slowly along her waist, drawing her closer until her body aligned with his. Not pressing—just touching. The heat of him soaked through her clothes, sending a shiver down her spine. “You’re playing with fire,” he said softly. “Then burn with me.” His breath broke. His forehead lowered to hers—barely touching, but close enough that she felt the warmth of him, the promise beneath his restraint. She expected a kiss, but instead, Daniel’s lips brushed her cheekbones, her temple, and the side of her jaw—each touch was nothing more than a warm brea

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Casper said while sneering at Sandra. I smiled at what he said. Grey would be happy to hear that I made new friends. I can't wait to tell him! "I'm sorry, there was a situation I needed to handle, okay, turn your Chemistry book on page 38." Miss Dorothy's voice resonated in the entire room once again, and we shambled back slowly and paid attention to her lesson. ... The bell rang at exactly 11:30, and we talked and agreed to go to this café outside the school.

"Well, we have Tickle Your Fancy - A Woman's Guide to Sexual Self-Pleasure. Taking it off the shelf, I show her the cover. It has a picture of a woman with her eyes closed, head thrown back, apparently in the throes of self-pleasure. "What a great title," she says, looking at the book." It's been a long time since my fancy's been tickled properly." She's smiling as she flips the pages. Not wanting to walk away from this beautiful, sexually candid woman, I reach for a familiar yellow book and tell her, "of course, if you're really desperate, there's always Sex For Dummies." "Oh great! We just met and already you're calling me names!" she says flirtatiously. She looks me in the eyes and dips h