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My heart screamed, my pulse roared, and my mind was spinning in a dizzying mix of desire and fear. “Jade,” he murmured, low, throaty, possessive, “I’ve wanted you from the moment I saw you. I’ve wanted you like this, like you’re about to combust under my touch. And I’m not leaving until you give in… until I know you feel the same fire.” My glasses slid down my nose again, and I pushed them up automatically, though I barely registered it. His hands brushed against mine, lingering, sending shivers up my spine. He was every dangerous fantasy I’d ever imagined. Every late-night craving. Every forbidden thought.

The boy who had filled my thoughts, my dreams, my secret fantasies. Every brush of his fingers against my skin sent heat spiraling through me, leaving my body trembling with want. My pulse raced wildly as desire curled deeper inside me, stronger and more intoxicating than anything I had ever known. I wanted more. I wanted his hands to explore every inch of me, to make me forget my fears, to claim me so completely that nothing else existed except him. But beneath the rising hunger, fear still coiled tightly in my stomach. I had never done this before.

Her heart pounded in her chest, a rhythmic drumbeat echoing through her ears. Anna's breath hitched as she felt his fingers trace the curve of her spine, sending shivers of anticipation skittering across her skin. She gasped as he cupped her @ss, his thumbs brushing the sensitive skin of her inner thighs. He leaned in, his breath hot on her ear as he whispered, "Read the book, Anna. Read it while I fvck you." She reached out, her fingers brushing the hard cover of the book. "The witch's heart is a secret," She tried to focus on the words, but her mind was a chaotic as Xandros' fingers ghosted over her clit. A shudder ran down her body.

heart It was curious, it was itching to know more It sensed danger, it sensed he was ife power, he sensed my doom, but still it wanted to know He came into my life and read me like a book, he made me his prey

“No buts, please—” “I want to be chosen. I want to go on dates, and be taken to the bookstore…I want to be kissed in the street, in the rain…I…I want to be loved without shame, and you can't…give me that.” I swallow the knots in my throat, but they form again. “I want to, God… I want to be that man. Let me, please.” His hands cup my face, catching my tears as they fall, but I know this is doomed. It was doomed from the start.

There are things I'm afraid to want. But I want you anyway. End of Chapter 95

The fire in me could start a new hell; my wetness soaked my thighs to embarrassing degrees as he kept suckling one breast and playing with the other. “Santos, please.” The sound tore from my throat. I had never been big on orals because I believe that it was a waste of time. Why give orals to a woman who can start an ocean with her arousal? “What do you want, baby?” That question again.

It’s bigger than any I’ve been with, which is to be expected of someone Theo’s size but I’m equal parts excited and nervous about having something that huge inside of me. “You okay?” he asks, I assume sensing my apprehension. “I know it’ll fit but...” I whisper, before meeting his gaze, “it’s so big.” “Yeah baby, it’ll fit.” He looks down between us and then back up at me. “Are you sure you want to do this? It’s not too late to change your mind.” I grab his face, making our eyes lock. “I want it. I want you.” He nods before he drops his face into my neck. “Guide me into you.”

I draped her pancakes with honey and dropped it on the table right in front of her, serving it with a glass of milk, after which I went back to the kitchen and had mine with a cup of hot chocolate. No one was at the hospital when I got there, and luckily for me, I brought a book along, so I sat right beside the bed and started reading the book. The book was “ My Father's Wish” by Bellaboy, a touching story of how a young man, Hunter, was set up by his late father's will to marry his middle school bully, Hazel, just so that he; Hunter, could claim his inheritance.