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He opened the door and she quickly squirmed to the bed and sank in. He had promised but could not resist the way she lay seductively on the bed. She had her clothes on, and she called out to him. He took off her shoes fighting off the temptation. She beckoned to him and he laid beside her. She turned towards him and kissed him. They both kissed for a while and then he unzipped her dress as he could see she was yearning for more. They held each other closely while he took off the hooks of her bra. She tugged at his shirt trying to get it off him. She reached out her hands and ran them through his hairy chest. In between gasps for air and kisses. She drew closer to him to let him in. He hesita

Finally, He kissed me. It wasn’t gentle. It was hungry and desperate, the kind of kiss a man gives when he’s starving and doesn’t know why. He tasted of red wine and frustration. Frustration from realizing he had starved himself of intimacy for months, probably because of Olivia. I kissed back, pausing at intervals to let him believe he was devouring me, when in truth, I was consuming him. Every touch, every sigh, every tremble of his hands belonged to me. He pulled back, whispering “This is wrong.”

He mused and only when the knife cluttered to the ground, I took a breath, but that was short lived as he twisted his hand in my hair and connected our mouths together. I gasped and he used it as an opportunity to plunge his tongue inside my mouth. I moaned in protest, but he didn't let go of my wrists. Spicy peppermint. That's what he tasted like. I wanted none of it. He acted like a king claiming his ownership on an untouched land. He was conquering my mouth. Dominating it. When he finally let go, we were both panting. His eyes focused on my lips and slowly drifted down to my breasts. He adjusted himself in front of me and I heard the click of a lock. I didn't think twice before going out

“He’s taking both ends.” Ash’s hands tightened on my hips. I could feel him get harder inside the lock, if that was possible, like the sight of my mouth on his twin did something to the bond between them. “Don’t you come down his throat before I finish filling him,” Ash said. “That’s the count. Don’t muddy it.” “Your count is a story you told yourself.” Rook fucked my mouth in short strokes, thumb at the corner of my lips. “He came twice on me last night. Untouched. You used your hand.”

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I gasp as my forehead meets his hard chest, my heart thumping in my chest. He pulls my hair painfully as he tilts my head upwards before his lips slams to mine and I'm gasping for air as he steals my breath away when he sucks on my lip, moving from the lower one to the upper one and again. I thrash in his hold, my books scattering to the floor of the elevator as Damien presses my jaw firmly but not painfully as he slips his tongue into my mouth, searching for mine. And then, he sucks my tongue, hard. Painful.

A soft moan escaped my lips immediately as his mouth moved against mine. God. Nothing about kissing this man felt safe. My fingers tangled into his hair while he pulled me closer against his body. The towel around me loosened more, but neither of us cared anymore. The kiss deepened slowly. His lips moved against mine with enough hunger to make my entire body tremble. Every touch. Every breath. Every sound from him drove me crazier. Sebastian kissed like a man completely addicted. And honestly? I was becoming addicted too. My back hit the wall softly as his hands gripped my waist tighter.

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He walked towards her slowly, Aisha was scared, moving back as well, she was panicking, her thoughts racing left right, she didn't want him close to her. “ Stay away", she said with a shaky voice but he only tried to close the distance between them as he grabbed her waist, she let out a scream but he quickly shut her up. His hand stroking her face and hair, as he tries to kiss her, she wanted to scream again when he held her chin up tightly, “ Be quiet ", he said, his voice dangerously scaring her.

A sharp inhale, a brief moment of hesitation, but then Tales’ arms wrapped around Raja’s neck, dragging him down with him. Heat. Breath. The fire’s glow cast them in golden red and shadow, but neither paid it any mind. It wasn’t regret. It wasn’t forgiveness. But it was something more. Something new and more complicated. And for now, neither of them cared what that meant. Raja hovered over Tales, his body tense, his breath fanning over his skin. Tales lay beneath him, eyes heavy, chest rising and falling in a rhythm just as erratic as Raja’s own. His hands had found their way inside to Tales' shirt as he caressed his back, fingertips pressing into the scars that littered his skin—ghosts of t