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Vanilla & Citrus

Vanilla & Citrus

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WpMetadataNoticeÚltima publicación mar, feb 17, 2026
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Romance
It starts as a dream. A woman behind him. A voice in his ear. Hands that know exactly how to ruin him. She never lets him turn around. Never lets him see her face. All she gives him are whispered words, slow touches, and one cruel promise: "In time, mi amore." But when he wakes up, the sheets are tangled, his heart is racing... and the scent of vanilla and citrus still clings to his skin. And the worst part? He doesn't think he's dreaming anymore.
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  • UNFAITHFUL HEART

Valeria didn't rush. She never did. Inez was pinned beneath her, wrist locked overhead, the hold precise and impersonal. Not pain. Control. Inez scoffed anyway. "That's it?" she sneered. "I've had tutors scarier than you." Valeria said nothing. The silence pressed in. "You don't scare me," Inez added, louder. Brattier. "You just-" "Enough." One word. Flat. Final. Valeria lifted Inez's chin with two fingers, detached as a correction. "Look at me," she said coolly. "If you're going to embarrass yourself, do it properly." Inez laughed, brittle. "You think this makes you powerful?" "I don't think," Valeria replied. "I decide." Her gaze never wavered. "You provoke because it's the last control you have." "I don't belong to you," Inez snapped. Valeria leaned in, voice razor-thin. "You are my wife. You belong to consequences." She released her grip. "Say it." "No." Valeria waited. The quiet broke Inez, she hated being ignored. "...I'll behave, I'll be a good girl" Inez muttered. "Specify." Inez swallowed hard. "...I'll be your good girl" Valeria stepped back, already distant. "Good," she said. "Remember why." #1 older women-13th February (FAST PACE BOOK)

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