Dirty and Sinful Collection (erotica)
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one leg draped lazily over the other, twirling my pen between my fingers. Da
cknowledged
uined me. Not when he stood guard at my bedroom door as I slept, sated and exhausted. And certa
ow h
d that pisses me off so I practically spen
ing touches on my assistant's arm. A delib
th
damn reaction
'm simmering with frustrati
not
osed to s
curve into a slow, wicked smirk. "I t
tens, but he
o
igning boredom. "A
yes d
en he
gripping my chin, tilting my head up so I'
control here, princess?" H
e. "Ar
l in somethi
wrist, my throat, my waist, manhandling m
hoots down
pushed
is exactly w
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le. Poin
uring me to the headboard. The blindfold ov
ged, my skin burnin
, my voice haughty,
s in a low a
pening,
mattress as he moves closer. Then his fingers, trace a
but he pulls away before I ca
hating my
not
y ear. "You started this game, Sienna. You wanted to
ate
every nerve in my body is
e," I
"Not good
y thighs, rubbing just enough to driv
rustration
mia
aga
my pride warrin
ca
wo
oke, anothe
my body
," he d
es shut beneath
can't.
bearable wave of pleasure
aks before
eathe, the admiss
d chuckle is
n even process the change, he's inside me, fi
cre
y mouth, his other gri
ls. "I want you s
I
hrough me so violently that I can't think
er, I hate how b
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n't
d his name, I keep pushing him. I want to see
ls that make my legs look sinful, brushin
t, he d
le. I sip my wine, pretending to listen to the convers
ead my legs be
nd delib
s hand curling into
ing. I smirk, fe
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thouse, Damian grabs me, shovi
ds slamming ag
fucking game?" His v
hless. "You ma
y hair, dragging me
nt of everyone?" His voice is low, taunting. "Then
spins me, bending me ov
at me, flushed, panting,
esperate,"
him through
ate
shoving m
you d
ucking me hard and forcing m
y, unable to
s, his hand slid
ourself,"
o close
ip tig
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hat I
erate, ruined v
orders, thr
him
y w
"Say you love bein
d him, humilia
ke my
grip tightening, his vo
it, S
br
it," I
gro
ude
ob, my body shat
all apart beneath him
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