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“And since you asked for it…” Carl’s hands trailed along my exposed skin, leaving a tingling sensation in their wake. My dress was pooled around my waist. “We’re going to make you feel things you’ve never felt before, Sasha,” he murmured, his breath hot against my thighs, making me jerk, my body tingling with anticipation.

There were no technical adjustments to iron out the ruin of our friendship. "I love you, Tasha," she whispered into the quiet room. The words were raw, unprotected, and completely beautiful—the exact confession I had spent seven hundred and thirty days starving to hear. But as the three words hung in the air between us, they didn't bring a wave of relief. They just brought a profound, devastating ache. "I know you do, Khali," I said softly, a fresh cascade of tears finally breaking through my defenses and tracking down my face. I reached out, my fingers lightly touching the plastic keycard on the counter, pushing it a fraction of an inch closer to her side of the marble.

Something glorious. "Oh fuck," I was burning up, my body hot, and it felt like something was pulling at me deep within. A pressure was building behind my eyes, thighs shaking as I felt myself slip away. All that was left was the feeling of him, pumping in me, the hot press of ecstasy rolling down my spine—a bomb waiting to go off deep within me. "That's it!" He sounded so elated, the wind picking up in my room. "Touch yourself, my love. Let me hear you! Sing for me, the same way my heart sings for you!"

Daniel's deep voice still echoed in her ears. "Your words reveal that I've overshadowed your senses," Tasha thought shyly, hiding her face in her hands. She closed her eyes, seeking sleep, but Daniel’s presence lingered in her mind. His broad, handsome hand, the intensity of his gaze—everything about him occupied her thoughts. She tried to calm her heart, but tonight, Daniel seemed to possess her dreams, each word of his like a potent intoxication.

The sensation of something being pulled from within her began again as Calder repeated the words she had spoken, gently turning his hand around hers. He let out a breath of disbelief. If she hadn't explained it to him, he wouldn't have believed it. But as he moved his hand, focusing on the energy he was pulling from it, he could feel it wrap around Tasha's wrist and then his own, a small tugging sensation forming from where she sat across from him. "I... I can feel it pulling towards you." He whispered. Astasha watched him in awe. Finally, he looked up at her. "I don't know what to think."

Tell me how good I feel inside you. 'You're mine too,' Chloe moaned, her hips rising to meet his, the friction igniting sparks that danced along her nerves. 'So big, so hard... fill me, Gordon. Harder—I can take it. It feels like fire, like everything I've ever wanted.' Her words dissolved into whimpers, the room alive with their passion, bodies entwined in relentless harmony.

There was something she had to do that she didn't want to. My hand reached for my neck, feeling a wetness. I looked down, and it was just blackness all around me. Then I felt a tongue on my neck. Then I felt it again. "Ew! Why do you guys keep licking me." My voice was a bit raspy, and confusion riddled my mind. I could still feel that love surrounding me. "Because you taste divine, Cherie." Chase smiled at me and then licked my neck up to my cheek. "Stop!" I pushed him away with a giggle. "That's gross."

They were making cherish, sharing their profound feelings for one another with an unbridled enthusiasm that went past any shape of fucking either of them had ever experienced. Talon breathed her in, suffocating himself. He felt the night cascade around him as Cassie’s breathing abbreviated, held, strained, and at that point murmured into his ear as she softened into a radiant orgasm. Her body and soul coming fixed underneath him was the closest he’d ever get to touching God, and that was fine with him. “Oh, Talon,” she murmured.

The resentment towards Tiana welled up within him, threatening to consume any semblance of understanding that had previously surfaced. With deliberate movements, Chris inched closer to Tiana, his anger radiating from every pore of his being. The air grew heavy with tension, charged with his unspoken questions, waiting to be answered. "Why were you eavesdropping?" Chris's voice trembled with a mixture of fury and confusion. His eyes bore into Tiana's, demanding an explanation to satisfy the storm brewing within him. The violation of his privacy lingered like an open wound, festering with every passing moment of silence.

They suddenly flashed black and before Chase knew it he was no longer on top but beneath Ted. Chase's heart skipped a beat. Ted's armored arms were making for his throat and his fingers were curved in such a way that his claws would pierce Chase's throat if they closed around his neck. His eyes widening in fear, Chase tried all he could to pull himself out of Ted's attack but the other man was far stronger than any opponent he had ever fought in his life, it was no wonder he had been able to easily crush the heads of those men who had abducted Cathy. Chase had always imagined that if he fought with Ted because of Cathy he could easily overpower him but now that he was staring death in the fa