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God, she tasted like sin coated with deliciousness. “S-sir…” Her moans were broken as she started to move her hips, riding my tongue like she couldn't get enough, and fuck I loved it. I slid a finger in along with my tongue, teasing her g-spot and she cried out in pleasure as she arched her back.

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“Look at you. So ready to break for me.” Tatum started with her mouth. She spread Sloane’s thighs wide and licked a slow line up her dripping pussy. Sloane moaned loud, hips bucking. Tatum teased her clit with the tip of her tongue, circling and sucking lightly. Every time Sloane got close to the edge, Tatum pulled back. She edged her for nearly an hour. Fingers joined in, pumping deep and curling against that sensitive spot inside. Sloane twisted against the restraints, sweat covering her skin. “Fuck, Tatum. Let me come. Please.”

“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.

“You, what’s your comfort food.” “Aside from coffee?” he said and smiled. “I like spicy food, not just spicy but really hot.” And she immediately connected it to something that almost raised one of her eyebrows: spicy foods were known to be an aphrodisiac. So was it one of the reasons he liked sex so much? Then, she remembered her dream where he was sexually molesting her and she felt her face heating up like somebody, or Soren himself, had rubbed a Carolina Reaper on both her cheeks.

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The envelope contained a note card from Reid. He'd written, "I could tell last night that you were having a rough trip, so I stayed home to surprise you. Baby's gone for the night, and I spent the day making a special recipe that I'm calling 'Tasha-licious'. Dark chocolate, chili cupcakes with raspberry frosting. They're supposed to release happy chemicals in your brain." Tasha licked her lips. Damn, she loved the fact her man could bake. "You can eat the first one," he'd continued, "but bring the rest with you, please."

Lila’s POV The university’s bell has finally rang after waiting for almost two hours for this boring subject. I never liked math. For me, that was the most boring subject ever. Numbers, after numbers, and then numbers again. Tsk tsk. All I want to learn is cocks and cocks and dick. Smirking at my own thoughts, I took all my things and immediately left our room. The next subject is my favorite one. Not because I actually love the subject, but because our Prof is so hot I want to bed him even for a night.

“I want to be inside you so fucking bad. My dick’s gonna explode if I don’t get in that tight ass soon.” “Can I see it?” I teased, voice husky. I was dying to see it. “Fuck yeah.” I shifted so he could free himself. His cock sprang out—thick, veiny, heavy, with a slight upward curve and a glistening bead of precum at the tip. The light dusting of dark hair at the base made it look even more obscene. My mouth watered instantly. “Stroke yourself for me, Trevor. I want to watch.”

I could feel my nipples tightening from the cool air and the intensity rolling off him in waves. My mind screamed danger, but my body… God, my body was reacting like a traitor, heat rushing through me. “Let go of me,” I whispered, but it came out breathier than I wanted. His thumb brushed my lower lip, rough and calloused. For a split second his eyes darkened, dropping to my mouth before snapping back up. “You’ve got fire. Good. You’re gonna need it here.” One of the other bikers laughed from the corner. “She’s shaking like a leaf, Prez. Maybe she needs warming up.”