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bisexuality, he smiled, and although he did not understand it, he said that only once in college he tried a man's member, but he had not been penetrated, he told it while he ran his tongue over her breasts, that story excited her too much, She asked him to continue with his story, as she gently slipped her hand into his pants, his dick was hard, she pulled out her nipples, and asked him to suck them like when she sucked her partner that day, he was on fire almost completely, he continued kissing her passionately, his excitement continued, she went down with her lips and started the best for him, were you as good as me? , Feel how I do it to you and tell me about it, Emiliano Romero's excite

It was scorching like a flame and if auras could be tasted, hers would definitely be bitter. I shuddered, walking over to the first aisle to check it out. The first book that caught my attention was Blood, Pawns and Obsession. It was a dark romance by Rylie Martin. I had one of my projects on hold because I wanted to read this book and get into the head of the psychotic male lead, so I would understand him better and be able to execute my plotline to my taste. The grin on my face unconsciously widened, and I brought the book to my nose, sniffing it in.

When I'm done in the kitchen, I pour myself a glass of white wine, savoring the tangy scent that rises from the glass. My eyes drift over to my bookcase in the living room, and I pad towards it. I let my hand caress the spines of several books before I halt at the one I am currently reading. It's a dark romance with heavy smut, gory violence and a male lead so morally grey you could call it pitch black. Love it!

25 March 1820 Rome, Italy Jacob was lounging on a chair and Mrs. Valentina Lombardi, the most sought after courtesan in Rome was sprawled on his lap, her lush body pressed to his as she tried to coax a reaction out of him. He knew all the other men watching him envied him. But for the life of him, he couldn't muster any enthusiasm for the act. Instead of finding her perfume enticing, he found it cloying. The smoke from the cigars made him feel suffocated.

He kissed me on the lips towards my neck while his hand was on my breast and licked it, of all the times I had sex with other boys, you can only set my body into fire and felt a strange warmth in my body, Fabian kissed me neck and sucked it a bit so I moaned, his kiss went down to my shoulders and chest so I slowly lay down while fabian was still kissing me down, he stopped in the middle of my thigh he did not think twice to lick it and suck it over and over again. He inserted his tongue and twisted it I felt the itch so I just moaned loudly because of pleasure. I could not imagined that this is happening now gosh it’s my dream to have sex with him. I was bent down while Fabian is thrusting

His fingers trailed my plump lips, pressing against my swollen clit. "Fuck!!! " I hissed, widening my legs. "I can fuck you in the ass if you want. Victor suggested, eyes gleaming. " No. I want my husband to do that. " Right then, Roman stepped out from a door at the far end of the lounge. He was shirtless, skin damp with sweat, with only his back slacks hanging from his hips. On his arm was one of my top-paying girls. Her makeup was smeared, and she was completely naked, huge tits rubbing my husband's arm.

“Taste it.” I leaned forward and closed my lips around his thumb, sucking gently. The salty, creamy flavor mixed with the taste of his skin. His breath hitched visibly. “Jesus, Lena,” he whispered. “You have no idea what that does to me.” By the third course—a seared duck breast with cherry reduction and toasted hazelnuts,the air between us felt electric. His foot had worked its way higher under the table, sliding along my inner thigh. I parted my legs slightly without thinking, letting him in. The rough pad of his foot pressed against the damp heat of my panties, rubbing in slow, maddening circles.

“Please don't slow down. Fuck me hard.” He obliged, hips slamming against mine with enough force to rock the desk. “That's it,” Mr. Sinclair urged. “Don't let that arse go.” My lips moved out of their own accord, moaning helplessly as I shut my eyes, the pleasure frying my brain cells. A fierce rush of heat flooded through my system, my pulse thundering through every inch of me. The room was thick with the scent of sex and stale sweat, and I almost shattered to the sounds of my pussy squelching shamelessly as his wet cock rammed into my dripping coochie.

The robe slid from my shoulders with a whisper and pooled at my feet, leaving me bare beneath his hungry gaze. “You just didn’t see me,” I whispered, pulling him into another heated kiss, unwilling to let a single second slip away. His lips claimed mine with urgency. He sucked gently on my lower lip while I nipped at his upper, parting for him. Our tongues tangled, hot and reckless, igniting sparks that raced through my veins. His hand slid firmly around my waist, drawing me flush against his body until there was no space left between us. The kiss deepened, consuming, as if neither of us could get enough.