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𝐄𝐱𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭/𝐛𝐝𝐬𝐦/𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐬
The new maid, Mariah Miller, attracts the attention of the two brothers of malfoy mannor, Tom Riddle and Draco Malfoy.
The book that gets KINKIER by the chapter.
"My other favourite par...
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__ Mariah Miller Pov __
Unlatching the door so I could get into the room, I was expecting to see Odette. Instead of her, there was a bit of scrunched up paper displayed on her pillow that wrote,
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I'm working late tonight because the manor is short of staff so I thought I might help them out a bit. Meet me in the kitchens at 22:00. From Odette xo
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The time was four-thirty when I previously had checked it five minutes ago, I had hours before she came back and I had done everything that was asked of me.
I pondered for a few moments, considering what I could do to spare these few hours, I looked down at my hands remembering What I had picked up at the library.
It was as if the pages of the book were whispering, persuading me to read it, the words written inside subliminally making their way into my conscience. Giving me snippets of pleasured reading.
I seated myself onto the bed attempting to make myself comfortable, Peering down at the grainy Print of paper.
fragments of arousal were breaking off into my blood as I began to read the first page,
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Lips brushed and tickled her inner thighs, the closer he got to her pussy he would slow the pace of his lips touching her skin, teasing her slightly. His eyes would wander along her body at the goosebumps he had created on her flesh, she was his template. He was her pleaser.
The women did not know that him being gentle with his tender kisses was all a lie. He wanted his blood smeared all over her breasts he wanted her tied, chained even, as he fucked her.
The man wanted his most intimate touches to be a surprise to her, he did that by setting down the lightest kiss on her lips, in contrast with how he rammed into her cunt, making her back arch, moaning his name.
He loved it, he loved her voice howling his name in pleasure. It was a drug for his addiction, motivation for her needs.
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My breathing increased the further I read, my flaming desire to be fucked intensified and I wanted it exactly to be like this and more.
But by who?
My eyes began to flicker trying to keep them open, but the days dying sun was deducting the light of the sky leaving me in darkness and leaving me sleepy.
