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"Yes, I did have a bad experience with a boy, but that's not why I'm gay." "Hmm... Is it because of that girl? Quinn, or what did you call her name?" Even Giovanni was taken aback by that question. I paused momentarily to collect our food from the waitress before responding, "Why would you think I'm gay because of a girl you saw just this morning?" I wasn't faking a smile this time. In fact, I think I might be frowning. "Lisa." Her husband tried to caution again as she opened her mouth, but she refused.

Rico's hands roamed over Jon's towering frame, the contrast between them stark—his own sun-darkened skin against Jon's deep espresso tones, their muscles flexing as Jon's thick thighs spread. Rico's cock, still glistening with Lia's slick, pressed against Jon's hole, the trans man's heavy pecs rising with each breath. "You take it like a champ," Rico growled, before pushing in, Jon's tight heat gripping him instantly. Jon arched, his broad back taut, a groan rumbling from his chest as Rico bottomed out. Across the room, Todd had shifted his focus, his grip possessive on his other target—another adult—pinning them with the same ruthless control.

“Fuck.” Rachel stared at her phone in the hotel room. Another lonely business trip, another boring night. The steamy romance novel she’d bought at the airport wasn’t helping the growing ache between her legs. It had been weeks since her breakup, and she was horny. She decided to head down to the hotel bar. Slipping into a cocktail dress and heels, she felt good as heads turned when she walked in. She ordered a glass of wine and soon a well-dressed man named Grant slid onto the stool beside her.

My fingers dug into his ass cheek to spread him wide open while we frotted before the head of my dick was made to tease his hole again and again. The shower still ran in the background as we lost ourselves in each other. Teamates, rivals, lovers, or now maybe something darker and hotter. I knew this would not stop at one night because the forbidden pull was too strong, the musk and sweat and passion was too addictive for it. There would be more. Other nights I mean. “I might cum,” he breathed. I held him close with my hand placed possessively on his hip. "We are not done here Kai. Not even close. So, don't you dare cum.”

When the guy got too handsy, Jax appeared out of nowhere, clamping a hand on his shoulder. "Back off," Jax growled, low and dangerous. The guy scampered. I turned, my hands on hips, smirking. "Jealous, Jax? Didn't know you cared." He stepped closer, towering over me, his scent, woodsmoke and leather, wrapping around me. "You know I do, Aria. But you're playing with fire." I tilted my chin up, our lips inches apart. "Maybe I like the burn." His eyes darkened, his hand brushing my waist with just a feather light touch, but it sent sparks straight between my legs.

“Gonna send you back to your desk with my cum dripping down your thighs while you sit across from your sister at lunch.” The forbidden image pushed me into another orgasm. Damien buried himself to the hilt and came hard, flooding my pussy with thick, hot ropes of cum. We stayed locked together, panting. He finally pulled out and turned me around, kissing me slow and deep. “You’re addicted now, aren’t you?” he murmured against my lips. I nodded, dazed and satisfied. “I can’t stop.” “Good.” He smirked, dark and possessive. “Because this is only the beginning, Elena. And I’m going to ruin you completely.”

"I want to know what he tastes like. I want to taste the Alpha's cum on you without actually crossing the line." My cunt ached at his words. The thought of his tongue, someone I had crushed on for years, cleaning away the Alpha's mess was electrifying. It was wrong, dangerous even, but after the savage heat of the night before, the idea of Rox being worshipful and thorough between my legs felt like it would be so good.

If I could meet him again, I will gladly let him rocked his hips against mine. It wasn't my first wild night, frankly, it was one of the many nights I spent going to the club. But it was the first time ever I had sex with a stranger in a club's restroom. I definitely would feel ashamed if I ever get to meet him again, but I wouldn't be ashamed if I get to meet him at the club again. But anywhere else would be a complete disaster, he wouldn't know I was totally heartbroken that night. I don't regret the sex, if I have another chance I would do it over a million more times.

He asked me, propping himself up on his hand. “Yeah, much better,” I whispered, not wanting to break this moment between us. Placing another of those soft kisses he sat up and said, “I’m going to change.” . . A Gupta . Have you checked out my other books? If you're new, do check out my books. They all are completed and are dark romance with twisted heroes that will make you hate them but by the end of the book you'll fall for them still!! You can start with, Bride To Be and Saved By The Devil.

I leaned back in my big leather chair and let out a slow breath, noticing that the office felt too quiet without him. Aiden. He was pretty. With that gentle face and that hidden body whuch I caught glimpses of when his clothes shifted just right. It had been months of this. Moths of torture just looking at him and wanting him from the shadows. And I wanted him so bad it hurt. But I kept it locked down. All of the feelings. He didn't know I was gay. Hell, I didn't even know if he was and that was why I was still brooding over this instead of making a move.