Aphrodisiac Girl

Aphrodisiac Girl

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My hands folded around his leather jacket, yanking him ever so closer."How about you stop being such a tease, and just fuck me already," I whispered, looking up at him. The consuming demand of need had me going crazy. His eyes glowed with primal hunger."Careful for what you ask for, kitten. You just might get it." He fisted my hair, pulling with a bite of pain that only sent more erotic images through my head."And ten times harder..." *** Lilith Black was never a good girl. Good was not a word used in her vocabulary when describing herself. More along the lines of, kinky, perverted, possibly insane, and very, very, bad. She didn't follow the book, and she didn't follow the rules. The only things she did follow were her instincts and timing. But that all changes when she lays eyes on Rio. He shifts and dips and circles her world, forcing her to feel new feelings, discover new things, experience the inexperienced. Not a bad boy. Because he wasn't a boy. He was a man. And one who was the definition of all things wicked, wild and oh so wrong... I don't mean your barely out of diapers wrong. Like smoking, drinking, doing things your mother told you not to do. No, I mean robbing banks and going on highspeed car chases with bullets flying at your head. This isn't your run-of-the-mill love story. For she was a hopeless romantic with trust issues, bad-mouthed, and sex drives through the roof. And he was a tattooed, dirty-minded, thief. Only three things could make them feel whole. Money. Booze. And lots of fucking. It always made the best aphrodisiac.
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(18+ EXPLICIT CONTENT) "Attract a lot of attention, huh beautiful?" His voice hit me like a wall, absurdly catching me off guard. It was deep, sensual, something any girl (or boy) could melt over. I was sort of speechless, yet trying my best to appear unafflicted. "Only the wrong ones." That was definitely drunken me talking, as I didn't usually have that much confidence. His lips twitched up into a smirk, expressing that he understood my comment. "Does that mean that I'm in that category?" My palms began to grow sweaty and my heart rate picked up, but otherwise my body remained relaxed, appearing completely fine. It similar to when you're on autopilot, completely withdrawn due to intoxication. "I suppose not," I crossed my arms, putting on this seductive persona just for him. This fueled his smirk, about to murmur another comment before I cut him off. "You'll have to show me, though." *** Amelia Hollis was a 23-year-old writer at one of the local publishing companies, assisting a very handsome man and writing articles left and right. Her and her best friend, Aviary, lived together in a cute little apartment off the central part of the city, yearning to create new memories and important moments. Amelia always lived for the moments, taking in every little detail and savoring it like it was her favorite meal. She was an optimist, hoping to change peoples lives with her dreams. James Vallette was a 34-year-old CEO, building his company from dirt with the help of his brother. He was a realist, not really having time to deal with dreams or even love. He knew this the night he laid eyes on Amelia. It was only casual; what harm could a one-night stand do? Oh yeah, he's her dad's boss.

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