One timer? check!
shots? check!
high degree romance? check!
erotic vibes? check!
ecstatic pleasure? check!
If you are in for all of them, drop by this book to live through some of those desires which we only fantasize. There are some desires, some f...
TRIGGER WARNING: THE FOLLOWING CONTENT CONTAINS HEAVY SEXUAL IMAGERIES AND IS SUGGESTED FOR 18+ AND MIGHT TRIGGER SOME- NOT SUITED FOR THE CASE. THE VISUALS IN THE CHAPTER ARE NO WAY OWNED BY THE AUTHOR AND NO OFFENCE IS INTENDED IN ANY WAY. ENJOY! ;)
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She held her hair gathered in a bun to look down in the dresser for her hairpins, unknown of the presence at the door that stared at her being shamelessly, full of hunger and full of lust and love. Her woman, in front of the mirror, getting ready for him, her body donning the most ravishingly stunning outfit, her long, slender drool-worthy legs at display inflicting a sudden pang in his chest against the world that might see them. All of it- the perfect reflection of her exclusive taste in fashion that pleased him to orgasm.
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Unable to hold himself anymore, he tiptoed inside and gently got hold of her hand that had the hair together and as a result all her exotically voluminous, exuberant-smelling black hair fell loose on her back. "They're better when let loose." But this little gesture scared the shit out of her as she gasped in deep air. "Babe?! You scared the hell outta me?!"
"Oh did I?!" He smirked devilishly, "Well, surprise surprise!"
"Really? It's your Birthday! It was supposed to be your surprise!" She exasperated with a dramatic flail of hands and frowned the cutest frown, one of his greatest turn ons. Not able to hold back anymore, his needy lips smashed her luscious, plump ones for the most desperate, fiery and passionate kiss. As if they hadn't made out just yesterday.
"Woah! My dear desperate birthday boy, the last I checked I was supposed to surprise you at the venue for your birthday bash and not the other way round!" She said looping her arms around his neck, secretly enjoying a wiff of his ever so sultry scent.
"Uh oh! Won't the Birthday Boy get to decide for himself on his day?!" He replied tucking a loose strand of her hair smoothly behind her ear.
" Of course you do, love! But what about everyone- "
He interrupted her in his husky voice, "To Me, all that matters is you, and not everyone, darling."
She pecked his lips in response
"Are you really gifting me the present I actually need right now?!" He raised his eyebrows.
"Your wish for the day is my command, handsome!" She winked uttering each word sensually, oozing out the desire she had for him.
No sooner than the words left her mouth did he grab her mouth again for another one of his signature smooches.
In doing so, he effortlessly pinned her to the wall beside her vanity. Her hands found her retreat in his silky hair as their tongues fought for dominance. A little sexy moan from her and he was hungry enough to grab the moment to mark her his by nibbing her lower lip leading to another one of her sinful moans. She wasn't the one to submit that easily though. She raked her hands down smoothly from his hair down to the back of his neck, a gesture enough to distract him so that he drowned in the ocean of lust that her eyes were. She caught the opportunity to let him know what she could do to him...she nibbed his right earlobe followed by a sensual peck on his cheek. Both of them realized the increasing sexual tension between them and well, their cores.
