Feminine HEARTBREAK (Erotic Short Story)
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"Nathan knows I'm close by our eyes that fiercely connect when I move the bitten hand to cover my open mouthful cries.
It suctions into my heaving breaths.
In and out.
I refrain.
I need him!
Slowly, I'm uplifted.
Hoisted.
My frame rises up into his pent-up power, my head falls back, and then slammed back into place, manhandled.
Triggered by his loud growl.
Thrusting out my release!"
BEWARE: The unhappily ever after...
This is a short story of unforgettable heartbreak and hot steamy sex. The erotic shock of ecstasy rather than despair. The kind that brings you to your knees with your thighs wide open. You torture your being for just a few sips of their breath. The passionate suffering of the climax.
It's better to feel than feel nothing inside. So grips your nails into their flesh and hold on...
The bitter lust edition....
-- Ayla Aura
*Content/Trigger Warning:
Explicit Sex
Mature 18+ Audience ONLY.
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This is a short story of unforgettable heartbreak and hot steamy sex. The erotic shock of ecstasy rather than despair. The kind that brings you to your knees with your thighs wide open. You torture your being for just a few sips of their breath. The passionate suffering of the climax.
It's better to feel than feel nothing inside. So grips your nails into their flesh and hold on...
The bitter lust edition....
All Rights Reserved
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