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"I also tried reading to you once. While you were asleep. I picked a romance novel." Louis's eyes widened. "Which one?" "The one you had on your nightstand." "That was a dark romance, Lorenzo. The main character gets buried alive." Lorenzo winced. "I didn't get that far. I fell asleep before the plot started." Louis shook his head, "You are hopeless and annoying” "Hopelessly in love with you," Lorenzo said, the words slipping out before he could stop them. Louis went still. "Don't read any more romance novels," he muttered. "You're bad at it."

"You really have no shame." "None." She climbed onto the bed with a book. He stopped. "A book?" "I'm reading." "You ignored me for a book?" "I'm multitasking." He sat beside her. "What are you reading?" She showed him the cover. "A romance novel." He looked offended. "You're reading another man's romance?" She burst into laughter. "It's fictional." "Still unacceptable." He gently took the book away. "Excuse me!" "You have a real husband." She laughed so hard she nearly fell off the bed.

He was about to pull away when things were getting pretty intense but she pleaded. “Don’t stop Ronald, I want you....” Raina pulled away from the kiss and let go of her robe. Ronald’s jaw was literally on the carpet. He couldn’t believe what he was looking at. Raina was in red sexy lingerie which enhanced her well-defined bump. Ronald could feel himself getting hard, he was sure a cold shower couldn’t cure his erection this time around. He wanted her so bad. “This is the best birthday gift, my love, I promise to be as gentle as I can.” He lifted her in a bridal style, ready to make love to the Queen of his Heart. The End.........

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Licking her lips, she moves to settle herself down next to the tray of delicious food before picking up her fork and knife and moving to enjoy her breakfast in peaceful bliss. 45 minutes later and a belly full of food, it doesn’t take Isabella long before she begins to get bored of just sitting within her room. Her body itching for something to keep her mind busy, that she decides on reading one of her many books, a book known as Our Luna, Our Mate. A spicy romance novel dealing with wolves. Werewolves to be more precise before diving into their pages for company. “Mmm, that’s it baby, moan for us” whispers Eros, loving the way Athena reacted to their touch even when Ares moved to bite her b

“There are blankets downstairs. And extra pillows. So you can make yourself comfortable.” “I will. And I plan to borrow a book or two from your interesting collection.” His eyes are on the bookshelf in my room, which is full of romance novels. “T.L. Smith seems to be one of your favorite authors.” “She is. Her books are dark, sexy, and a little fucked-up. Kind of like you,” I tease, lazily rolling over in his arms. “I am so fucking glad you are mine,” he whispers, holding me tight. “I love you, Callie.”

Holding the small novel in one hand, I lazily dragged my bare feet through the soft grass, feeling the warm breeze fluttering through my loose curls, the thin sunrays dancing in between the thick branches lightly caressing my bare shoulders and face as I strode straight towards my favorite, secluded place. Sitting on the same fallen log, I opened the book once again from where I had left off, quickly losing myself in the beautiful romance story. “...her heartbeat quickened, feeling his delicate fingers touch her bare skin, a burning fire erupting within her as his lips finally met hers, holding their passionate battle for dominance, his hard member-”

He buried his face in her chest again, nuzzling between her breasts, his hot breath fanning over her skin as he placed his head there, inhaling her scent like a man starved. Ellie reached back, her fingers threading through his damp hair, caressing his scalp gently, soothing the vulnerability she knew simmered beneath his passion. She could feel it in the way he fucked her, the years of loneliness and deprivation of good sex after his wife's death. Her heart ached for him even as her body burned. Leaning her head back, she captured his lips in a tender, loving kiss, her tongue dancing softly with his, encouraging him to let go.

For a heartbeat, I thought she would, but then her body loosened, and her mouth parted against mine, answering. That tiny surrender wrecked me. I deepened it, one hand sliding to the back of her neck, keeping her right there, tasting the heat I knew she’d give me if I just pushed hard enough. She made a sound of half protest, half need and it was the sweetest fucking sound I’d ever heard. When I finally pulled back, she was breathless, staring at me like I’d just ripped the ground out from under her. Her lips were red, swollen. Her chest was rising fast.

The century-old hotel on the brink of bankruptcy reopened with a completely new look under my stewardship and quickly become one of Europe’s hottest new vacation spots. A renowned travel magazine even described my methods as “the Midas’ touch to make miracles out of decay”, giving the hotel its highest rating of the year. The hotel’s success gave me the sense of serenity and satisfaction I had been missing for so long. One afternoon, I was patrolling the hotel as usual when the revolving doors suddenly swung violently. Someone rushed in. “Zoe Dawn!” I looked up and froze. It was Summer, her pregnant belly enormous now. She looked haggard, but her eyes were full of manic hatred. “I knew it, I