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He asked. “Yes.” I said. So he positioned himself on top of me and I could feel something cold running over my asshole before I felt his finger enter inside of me first. I knew that he needed to get it ready because I had never had sex that way before and he was really scared of hurting me. Tristan was trying to distract me. He was kissing me and sucking on my mark, everything that he could do to distract me, but then I felt Tyler slip the tip of his cock into my ass and I sat up a little and gasped.

She even forgot about her flat stomach. “Saka what are you doing?” Aruna approached. “Don’t come any closer.” Saka backed away in disgust. “Keep a safe distance. I don’t want to be near a corpse like you.” Aruna put her hands together. “I’m sorry. I just made a mistake. I had sex with him because you never touched me.” Saka yawned lazily. “Where is your fetus? Can it be born that quickly. Even just disappear without giving birth?”

His mouth starts to travel down her thighs, leaving a trail of hickeys in his way. "Isaac..." she murmured. It's their first sex, wherein she already aware of who really he is. Isaac jaw tightened. The way she calls his name, the huskiness of her voice and the way she looks at him makes him harden even harder. But the longer he's staring at her, the anger that's lingering within him just increases. "Master! Call me master, bitch!" he snaps and slapped her ass harshly enough to make Ava wince. When she opens her eyes, she looks up at him with teary eyed. Ava knew she fucked up but when his expression becomes angrier. He then continue to pleasure himself. Ava trembled more when she feels his h

We are exactly where we belong. Julian locked his intense, ice-blue eyes with hers, stripping away the last barriers between them. The Ice King had melted, the master key was destroyed, and the ghosts of their past were finally buried. As they surrendered to the heat of the tropical night, tangling together in the dark, Maya knew one thing for absolute certain. She was trapped by the CEO. And she never wanted to escape.

Adam uttered while he carries her to the other room which is the bedroom leaving no room for arguments. “Seriously. You need a doctor for your sex addiction.” She glares at him who smirks unbothered. “Not only me but you too have an abundance of it. Last time you screamed for more and came so many times that I lost count of it.” “Adam!” Elena placed her one hand in front of his mouth. She was mortified beyond imagination. Just then a knock comes followed by door opening and Daniel saunters inside.

"Yeah yeah I have some school work, to do an assignment you know" Audrey replies as he stutters his words. " Alright, alright you should get some sleep we have a long day tomorrow we are going to look out for some apartments for you you know" Derrick said and slammed back on the bed drifting to sleep almost immediately. " That was so close" Stephanie said excitedly " Did you enjoy it?" Audrey asked inquisitively. " Yes of course I did, why would you think that I did not enjoy the sex what kind of silly question is that" Stephanie asked rolling her eyes at him " You know we have to get the pill, I didn't use a condom , I did not come inside you but we can never be too sure" he told her calml

"Is it a deal?" "I'm starting to think I really got trapped." "In that case, I welcome you to a life full of traps." Olive turns and gazes at Thomas with an investigative look. "Right?" "I feel the same way, Bee. So we got trapped by our own parents. But," Thomas quickly straightens his back. Don't let Olive think otherwise. "I've never regretted today. Because today is a very historic day for me."

I scream as a hidden trapdoor swings open, a dark tunnel yawning below, and something,someone grabs my ankle, their grip cold and unyielding. “Julian!” I cry, my hands scrabbling for his as I’m yanked downward, the darkness swallowing me. His fingers slip from mine, his shout of my name echoing as I’m dragged into the tunnel, the trapdoor slamming shut above me. The air is damp, musty, the walls tight and suffocating. I thrash against the grip on my ankle, my hands scraping against rough stone, my heart pounding with terror. “Let me go!” I scream, but the figure pulling me is relentless, their strength overwhelming.

David Pov I sit up, and that's when I see my torn shirt on the floor, and clothes scattered everywhere. The memories come crashing down. The heat, the shame, the desperate moans. My eyes widen in a silent scream. I look down, and my dick is already hard, a betrayal of my disgusted mind. Fuck. I scrambled for my jeans, putting it on and it all came rushing back: the knock on the door, the boy with the wild eyes, the taste of his mouth. It was a mistake.