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Darling Devil

Darling Devil

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Aug 8, 2026
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Fiction
Romance
College and University
Opposites Attract
Dark Romance
"You're shaking so fucking hard, Ryan... Is it because you're terrified of what I'll do to you, or because you're praying I finally ruin that innocent little brain of yours?" His breath stuttered. The pencil slipped from his fingers. "Madison... stop," Ryan whispered, voice strained, ears burning red. "You know we can't do this. I'm your tutor. This can't happen." I smiled against his skin, squeezing the very obvious bulge in his pants. "But baby," I purred, voice low and filthy, "your dick says otherwise."
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Yes Daddy

I cupped her face, planting a soft kiss on her beautiful lips. "Don't ever run from me, baby," I said softly, letting my thumb trace her jaw. "I love the chase." Her jaw tightened, her hands coming up to try and move mine. "Stop calling me baby, Ezra," she snapped, eyes flashing. I couldn't help but grin, dropping my voice to something low and dark. "Ohhh, now my baby has a problem with me calling her baby?" She shot me a glare, but I just tucked her hair behind her ear, pressing another kiss to her lips-gentler this time, lingering. "You don't get to tell me what to call you, baby." I leaned in closer, brushing my nose against hers. "You're whatever the fuck I call you."

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