Not So Peachy Tea

Not So Peachy Tea

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Aug 17, 2026
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I knew she would get me in trouble, her aura is so intoxicating. One look in her eyes and I knew she was evil, her red hair, the way her Hazel eyes darken at the sight of something she wants. And her name... Camilla.. I didn't think she would go so far as to hold a knife to my throat, though. I'm not as scared as I thought I would be when my life is threatened. I am more nervous, and aroused. Her eyes darken with anger as she hold the knife firmer on my neck, I can feel a cut form, and blood trickle. She watches it slide down my throat, then uses her free hand to wipe it clean. My blood coats her finger as she looks at me, then sticks it in her mouth. Tasting my blood, making me shiver. I don't know what's more attractive, the eye contact, or her licking her finger clean of my blood. "Your blood tastes so sweet," She purrs, "Too bad you're too pretty to kill." ☆☆☆☆☆
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"Is this what you wanted? To be taken from behind on my desk like a slut?" She demanded, tightening her grip around my hair, pulling my head back. "Look at me, Eden." My eyes met hers, and I almost shivered as I was met with the undeniable lust behind them that replaced her anger mere seconds ago. "I just like pissing you off, I guess." I smiled innocently, alluding to her previous question. Her eyes darkened, before letting go of my hair and grabbing my throat instead. I felt her fingertips trail over over my soaked underwear, and a moment later she brought one of my hands to my core, instructing me to hold the lace fabric to the side, as she began to slowly circle my wetness, before dipping two fingers inside me without warning. My eyes rolled back, a moan escaping my lips as I whispered her name. "God, my name sounds like a sin on your lips." She purred over me, curling her fingers inside me, while thumbing my dripping core. - An innocent waitress, a flirt of a mafia boss, and a relentless string of...well, problems. A fun little story to read, very gay, with plenty of romance, as well as - dare I say - humor. 🏅RANKINGS🏅 #2 lesbian #7 wlw

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