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“No. The fact you don’t understand what I’m saying is cute. This might be a good time for you to stop thinking you’re the master player, Tanner. It also might do your ginormous ego some good to realize you can be played just like everyone else.”

This kiss is feral for how much we want each other, dangerous for the way it should never fucking happen, wrong for how meaningless it is because it won’t change my decision to destroy her.

This definitely isn’t the girl who managed to hide a glitter bomb in my backpack. The fucking thing exploded in my face, and no matter how hard I scrubbed my skin for the next month, I looked like a reject vampire who was denied a role on Twilight every time I walked in sunlight.

"I will fucking break you.”

He kisses the tiny bud that gives so much pleasure. I gasp when he sucks it into his mouth. The pleasure is unlike anything I’ve ever felt before. I arch my back, eager for more.

Just like Luke predicted. My future wife is a whore like the Whore of Babylon I read in the Book of Revelations. Her red hair between her thighs is hideous and I have to turn my head.
This makes Luke laugh hysterically.

I wasn’t supposed to like it. And a lot of times I didn’t. Most times.
But those other times…

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🔹✖🔹 . . . (F)BR With Twinsie CC . . . 🔹✖🔹

I have absolutely no idea what this one might be about. I guess we'll find out lol!
I'll be the brunette on the right.

The only easy day might be yesterday, but Ros had never cared for easy. Easy things weren’t worth keeping.

She was typing on one of her monitors, but she looked his way as he passed, giving him an appraising look before she went back to what she was doing. Like seeing a naked guy in a cock harness walking around was normal.

“Well…” She paused. “I was thinking of digging my heel into your testicles as you lay on the floor, but I can hold off on that for now. Unless you’d like to save your request for when we go to bed. You could take my shoes off then.”

He came so hard he wouldn’t have been surprised if the force of the spray shot the condom on the floor with a wet splat, but fortunately the manufacturers took that kind of thing into account.

As Cyn and Rosalinda circled each other, he noted they’d gained even more male attention. Two hot women going toe-to-toe? Yeah, every straight guy in the place was going to look.

The woman would be his grandmother’s age at this point, and she’d been overtly not sexual, with her sturdy body in white slacks and smock, her chapped hands. She’d had a nice, soft-looking bosom though, and generous thighs he’d imagined…
Yeah, not going there.

“I took a lot of cold showers these past couple days. As that freezing water was pummeling my ass, all I could imagine was you, wearing those silver shoes and nothing else, while you gave me orders, told me what you wanted me to do to get you off. You said I’d have to do it a dozen times, and do it right, before I’d earn the same privilege even once.”

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⚙👠⚙. . . (F)BR With Twinsie Mistress CC . . .⚙👠⚙

Time to crack the whip.
I'll be the Mistress on the left.

I couldn’t wait for our life of him teaching me all the firsts I had to give.

She wrapped her arms around my head and went wild, screaming her pleasure, ripping my own orgasm from me. I groaned into her skin and dug my hands into her back, needing to hold her to me.

Without any hesitation, he fell between my thighs again and ate me like his last meal. There was no teasing or taking his time. He sucked my clit, flicking it with his tongue, and shoving me until I fell all over again.

“I still can’t believe you watched porn and only held hands,” Jackson muttered, breaking the tension.

Kent’s perpetual smirk returned. “Yeah, D’s a super freak like that. Really gets off on hand-holding.”

Daniel had glossed over the selections during our tour, but nothing could have prepared me for the list of options.
Orgy.
F/F.
M/M.
M/F/M.
M/M/F. B
DSM.
Fisting.

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⛓🍎⛓ . . . (F)BR With Twinsie CC . . . ⛓🍎⛓

Ready for our spanking lesson.
I’ll be the one on the right.

I don’t sing “Wait for Me” much anymore. I don’t need to.

I let the swelling thunder of the crowd fill me up. Their energy sustained me. Every night, I fed off of it and gave it back in my sweat and tears.

This was his big break; I could feel it.
But that meant our paths were about to diverge drastically, and I wondered where they would take us.

I held her face in both hands, taking and sucking and drinking from her. Breaths came in short rasps through my nose; I needed her more than I needed air.

Tall, slender, elegant, with his striking eyes and silver hair, Holden reminded me a little of Spike from Buffy the Vampire Slayer.
“Vampires have to be invited in,” I whispered to Miller with a beer-induced giggle. “If he starts feeding on us, blame Evelyn.”

But every night I visited her, I climbed up the trellis like Romeo does in the play. Except in this version, Juliet friend-zoned Romeo. Hard.

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🎵 🎸🎵 . . . (F)BR With Twinsie CC & Loyda . . . 🎵 🎸🎵

We’re probably too stylish for this book vibe lol!
I’ll be the one on the right with the furry stole.

“Hearts are fragile things. Like glass, once broken, they are forever changed.”