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Partes 46
Hora 4h 3m

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The bathroom opened and Xavire entered the room,with only a towel hanging dangerously low, she kept gazing at his perfect glistering body ,making her nipples tighten and her core drenched with her juice,

Xavire's nostrils flared when her arousal hit his nose ,he turned away and made his way to his closet,
Paris will be the death of him........Todos los derechos reservados

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I wrap my hands around her throat pulling her onto me. " I know you hear me talking to you, La'yori." " No touching the dancers" is all she says to me . "I do whatever the fuck i want" i cursed letting go of her neck. I grip the small piece of fabric around her waist. The music starts to play as she places her hand on my chest , climbing on top of me straddling my lap. She slowly grinds her body against my dick. All i could think about was how good she would look riding me. Holding her waist to give her more support as i bite my lips holding back my groans. My dick hardens and i feel my pants tightened from how hard i was.. La'yori Potts and Syair Spencer were dragged out the house by their best-friends. What happens when they run into each other at a new club that just opened up in town?

Possessive Rich Boys (COMPLETED) de comicsthinker

[WARNING - EXPLICIT CONTENT] I tried getting out of his hold, but he had more strength in his finger than I had in my body. He flipped me over until my back was touching his broad muscled front. "Leave me, Ares," I pleaded. He wrapped his arms around me, holding me down as he squeezed me tight against him. His nose buried in my neck, inhaling my scent. It turned me on and I cursed my traitorous body for reacting this way. "You still wear that same perfume, the day I first met you." He ran his tongue on my neck. "Babe, since the first time I landed in this country, I knew I had to end you." And just like that I believed him. His eyes stormed liked twin hurricane about make landfall. He seemed like a perfect gentleman until his sinister lips made me ache with pleasure. I thought I would never meet him again, but fate had different plans for me. * SUITABLE FOR 18 + OR TEENAGERS WITH OPEN MINDS * cover by IvvyKy

The Djinn's Wife de _Brxi_

He only chucked before going forward with his explanation. "I would apologize but I'm not sorry about that, you look ravishing. I couldn't help it. But to answer your question, yes." "By you technically reaching adulthood, it basically certified the bond and made it more intense. But with that intensity comes a surplus of hormones, on my part that is. If you'd let me, I would pull this car over this instant and take you where you're sitting. That's how I feel right now and have been since your birthday. While you were sleeping as soon as midnight struck I wanted to take you to the furthest reaches of the earth and have my way with you-" I was flabbergasted, despite his sometimes crude behavior and vulgar speech Cyrus has never said anything like this to me in all of our two years together. It was almost odd to even hear such sexual things come out of his mouth pertaining to me. "-and it didn't help that you were sleeping in nothing but underwear and a large T-shirt laying directly on top of me. I'd never had to have so much control in such little time. That's how bad it was, if you were a djinn like me and we were the same age you would have felt the exact same way when I turned eighteen." He just shrugged his shoulder and continued to drive with the devilish smirk on his face. "Did that answer your question?" He took a Quick Look at me before letting out another boisterous laugh. "Goodness you're so cute and and innocent, but don't worry we'll certainly do something about that in due time" he shot me a wink while biting his lower lip as if he was thinking more crude things.

DEFILED BY THE CRUEL TYCOON de MyDreamToFlyREAL

"Strip..." Celine's face turned red, but she couldn't move. If she moved, he would see her naked. "Take off your underwear yourself." Xaden raised his chin and said, "Hurry up, if you don't want to take it off yourself, I can do it." He walked past her and sat down leisurely beside the bed, his eyes sweeping over her long legs, her perky hips, her slender waist, and--- The pair of half-covered breasts were so big that he couldn't even hold them in one hand. Celine reluctantly let go of her hands that were covering her chest, and reluctantly took off her panties. "Come over." "Xaden, please...." But he did not want to hear her excuses, he smeared the lubricant on his huge penis, then lifted her legs and slowly pushed it in. "Aahh... pain......" . . . Xaden King, 28 years old, a ruthless business tycoon, needed an heir to secure his own empire. A little virgin girl offered to sell herself for money, which made him deeply surprised and disgusted, but still he couldn't help but fall deeply into the trap she set for him. He willingly jump into it forgetting all of his logic and only wants her in his life. Celine Abella, 18 years, trapped in a huge dept which was left by her dead father. Her sick grandmother always needs medical treatments. She is desperate for money but to an what extent? Unknowingly Celine, caught an eye of someone very dangerous man who was capable of ruining everything she had. She wanted to escape. But could Celine really escape the man who wanted her for a very long long time? She had already caught the Devil's attention, it didn't matter how she avoided him, if he wants she will have nowhere to go. And her worst nightmare was going to come true very soon. Soon he will have all of his dirty shameless desires completed by her with her own consent. What Xaden King wants, he gets it one way or another.... . . . WARNING: SEXUAL CONTENTS EXPLOITED SCENES STRONG LANGUAGE . . . READ AT YOUR OWN RISK... . . . ALL RIGHTS RESERVED BY ME...

Storm, Meet Raine de Oneinamillie

"We share a fucking bed!" He follows me out of the bathroom, grabbing my wrist when I had turned my back to him. "What's fucking wrong with you now? You threw a bitch fit when you were at the hospital, and now when I compliment you, you're mad at me." "Maybe you shouldn't give compliments with the hope of getting me on your dick!" I snatch my wrist back, turning around to face him, but I smacked into his chest. He took that as an opportunity to grab both of my arms and hold them together behind me. "If I wasn't raised better, I'd spit on you." "And if I wasn't raised better, I'd kick your motherfucking teeth out," he gritted, shaking me when I struggled in his hold. "Would you stop!" He raised his voice, causing my insides to quiver, and my limbs stopped moving. "What is your problem?" "I'm not one of them," I spit angrily, "You can't make me look stupid before charming me. If you think you have to force yourself to compliment me in order for me to spread my legs, then you don't know me," I breathed harshly, my chest brushing against his body, and momentarily, his eyes flickered downward. "I'm offended. You think I'm trying to 'charm' you," he uses air quotations before slamming me against the wall right next to the bed, "When all I have to do is wink to get you to flood your underwear." "I'd like to see you try." I grind out, causing him to smirk at me. A different one this time. One that unsettled me. His lips curved up nicely, yes, but his eyes weren't sparkling with mischief. He didn't seem too happy with me calling him out the way I did. "Bet," he inhaled sharply before backing away from me, his smirk lifting higher, and it morphed into a beautiful smile. "See you at practice, bitch." Carson 'Storm' Speros and Raine Carter have a long way to go, battling through the abnormalities of their unique college and the tough time sharing a baseball team. Will Raine start to see the light in Carson and accept him? We'll see.

A Thin Line Between Love & Lust (Urban) ( Completed) de theerealestqueen

Paris didn't know if it was the liquor in her system that was making her feel turned on by him just staring at her. She watch as He took his drink to the head in one gulp causing some to drip down, he licked his pink lips slowly while She stared at him with a lustful gaze, thinking a millions of things his tongue could do to her. She found her self getting excited from how close they were he lean down even more closer to her face and down to her neck. Loving the feel of his breath on her neck she anticipated for his lips to meet her neck when she felt the warmth leave her and heard someone let out a deep chuckle She opened her eyes she realizing that he was only reaching over to put the cap back on the bottle which made her blush in embarrassment Paris couldn't stand how he was making her feel, she grip on to the counter feeling like she was ready to faint, while he walk back to where he was earlier leaning over the counter like nothing happened. Finally Getting herself together Paris took another drink gulping it down not liking how she was feeling naked under his intense stare. ¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥ All his life King had to Watch how people around him suffer and even died because of love he vowed not to ever fall in love, He wanted nothing to do with it. Till one day he met paris who also didn't believe in love, she knew the rules and she knew how to play the game from watching her brothers run the game on girls. Read on to find out What happens when the infamous king meets Paris, will it send their life and heart into a unexpected twist and turns. Reader's discretion advised. This book contains mild language, violence and sexual content

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Surrender to the Night de astxgrey

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I wrap my hands around her throat pulling her onto me. " I know you hear me talking to you, La'yori." " No touching the dancers" is all she says to me . "I do whatever the fuck i want" i cursed letting go of her neck. I grip the small piece of fabric around her waist. The music starts to play as she places her hand on my chest , climbing on top of me straddling my lap. She slowly grinds her body against my dick. All i could think about was how good she would look riding me. Holding her waist to give her more support as i bite my lips holding back my groans. My dick hardens and i feel my pants tightened from how hard i was.. La'yori Potts and Syair Spencer were dragged out the house by their best-friends. What happens when they run into each other at a new club that just opened up in town?