The Three Lanes

The Three Lanes

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Sensation music was playing early morning, in this room where it was filled with love, miss Natasha was lying on her back and her boyfriend on top in their birthday suits making sweet love. Legs in the air, fingers scratching his back, her mouth was open but only sexy moans and cries were coming out, he was inside her fully, kissing her neck, sending her hormones into overdrive. "My little brother's growing up" Caleb says to his mother Adrianna downstairs, "I'm glad you noticed" "Yes I did" "I'm not sure you did though, mother" "What are you implying Caleb?" "I meant to say you didn't notice fave was glowing, carried more than two toasts and a full cup of coffee, also his car engine started before he reached the garage, mum can't you see he's letting his girl sleepover and he just had morning sex with her" Shit, says Adrianna then continues, "you sure you aren't adopted?" You are becoming smarter than me" Caleb replies with a smile, "no mum, you are just becoming a bit old" ***
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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 It similar to when you're on autopilot, completely withdrawn due to intoxication.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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