Feminine LOINS [Erotic Romance]

Feminine LOINS [Erotic Romance]

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Living the life of a saloon girl comes with a coin's defeat. Dirty drunken demands and forbidden deeds.You thirst to survive in the slums. Until the day a handsome cowboy asks you for the one thing you have never experienced... Your LOINS. "I would like to give you something to remember me by," he says. He lifts his head, and I nod as his hands find my hem. His blue eyes never waiver from mine. I still, as his fingers pull at the material, lifting it up to my waist. He wants us to see everything together. Bare to explore. He slowly spreads my thighs as he rubs through them. His fingertips leave a path as they rise higher. An act of pure seduction. He lowers inch by inch, and I feel his warm breath against my skin. His soft lips connect as they leave little nibbles and tender licks to spots of my flesh. "This is all I can offer you," he whispers, leaving a path of temptation forward. *Content/Trigger Warning: Foul Language. Explicit Sex. Mature 18+ Audience ONLY. "All Rights Reserved. Including all original text and artwork" Copyright; 2023, Ayla Aura Please DO NOT COPY my personal work. I share thoughts and expressions through my own words and art creations. Including my Book Cover
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"This is so wrong ..." Emma breathed out against his lips when he pinned her up against the wall. "Is it?" Alexander echoed, slipping his hands underneath her large sweater, grazing her lips. "She's my friend ..." Emma argued weakly, albeit unwilling to push him off. "Don't think about it." He merely replied, starting to nibble on her neck. As his lips nipped down on her sensitive skin, Emma let out a breathless moan and wrapped her arms around his shoulders, so that he could hook her legs around his torso, effectively seizing her in his arms. The walk to his bedroom was short, and before she could say anything, she found herself on his bed, him hovering over her. His every touch was inebriating, the way his lips knew exactly where to go in order for her to lose sight of her moral duties, the way his hands skillfully caressed every inch of her skin, as if savoring it in advance, was driving her insane. And when she met his fiery gaze, Emma knew she was doomed. She had no chance but to surrender to this devil that was tempting her, pushing her towards something that - she was well aware - would be difficult to give up on once set in motion.

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