Nothing but Lust |18+|
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MatureComplete Mon, Jun 1, 202010h 50m
Sienna Russo is moving from New York to California, after transferring to Stanford University. After getting a job at her uncle's business firm, she runs into someone unexpected and who she never thought she'd see again.
She's not the relationship type, Sienna's always loved being independent and hates the thought of being tied down, and slowly, Nathaniel makes her second guess her no dating way of life.
Not only does Nathaniel make Sienna break her walls down for him, but he also sacrifices himself for her over and over again. After Nathaniel gets involved with the wrong person, it makes their already rocky relationship sink further down the rabbit hole and turns their lives upside down.
⚠️Contains strong language and mature content.⚠️
Leaning forward, I whisper into his ear, "I've thought about you fucking me."
I can feel him harden under me and I know he's big, "Me too. I've been wanting to fuck you since the moment I saw you at the airport." Nate rolls my hips against him, letting me feel his erection. "Tell me." He groans.
I gently rock my hips harder against him and lean down to trail kisses down his sharp jawline, "I touched myself with my vibrator, wishing it was you filling me and fucking me." My teeth bite down on his earlobe lightly and he hisses.
"Tell me more baby."
My hands wrap behind his head and tug at his hair, exposing his neck more as I drag my lips against his neck, "I imagine your head between my thighs, devouring me with that tongue and piercing working its magic and making me come so much. Then when I suck my juices off the vibrator, I wish it was you fucking this dirty little mouth of mine, deep throating me." He groans and I look into his eyes, they're dark and pupils fully dilated. Nate then cups my face and crashes our lips together.
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