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I asked him in a quiet voice. He quirked a brow at me. "Aren't you looking for a little roll on the night, heat between sheets?" I saw him tense. His stare intensified. And we both just stared at each other while the centigrade went up rapidly. Those steel blue orbs left me scorched with heat, almost writhing on the seat. My dick began to harden. Mayhap my night wouldn't be a boring one after the big, bad day I had had. "Who said both can't come together?"

Chest thumping hard against my ribs. “You worked hard,” she continued. “His late father saw you for who you really are, gold mixed with white gold… It's not your fault Gabriel chose to be a blind bat.” I scoffed. Chest heaving slowly now. Anger dying down. “You always know what to do with lemons…” She let out a small laugh, “There are a thousand and one billionaires in Manhattan who would give everything to have a hottie like you by their side forever…” Her voice now bouncing off the roof, she was growing ecstatic.

Zayn, driven by curiosity, asked, "Excuse me. What kind of seasoning did you add to the crab chowder earlier? How did it create such a complex and harmonious mouthfeel?" Lana replied coldly, "I added hot sauce." So it was hot sauce! That was why the crab chowder had a slightly sweet and spicy taste with a rich seafood flavor. That's exactly what hot sauce was known for! When the head chef announced Lana's first-place ranking in the first round, it wasn't just the live audience finding it hard to believe. Even viewers watching on television and online questioned the results. "There must be something fishy going on in this competition!"

I felt my heart melting that I didn't know when I got lost in his gaze. A chuckle from him startles me and he bites his lips looking like I was some hot meal he was about to devour. That narrowed gaze that had a message within it, fucking got my cunt dripping hard. "Thea, Thea ....." He called and I shuddered with the way my name sounded on his lips. Why was this man so damn hot? It was so unreal that he loved me. I had this hot sauce of a man as my lover... It was sometimes unbelievable. I wondered if I'd ever get used to it.

Edward: Voice note [Don't forget to eat. Rest well after dinner.] Edward: [Sweet dreams, my love] Edward: [Morning. Have you had breakfast? I just finished showering and getting ready for the meeting. I hope everything goes smoothly. If you're going to work today, please be careful. Don't forget to wear a thick coat to avoid catching a cold.] Edward: [I just finished today's meeting. How are you there? Are you doing alright?] Edward: Sends a photo of the night view in Turkey [It's a shame you couldn't come. I swear, this place is perfect for a honeymoon]

Reiner commanded as he leaned over me. I panted a little as I wrapped my hand around his thick and heated cock then slowly guided it towards my entrance. His cock felt so hot and big in my hand. I think he’s too big for me, but I was willing to experience some pain to be one with him. I positioned the swollen head of his cock against my entrance. It felt so hot against me, and I couldn’t wait to feel that heat fill me up completely inside.

Why is he being so caring? “What is it?” I ask as I wrinkle my nose. The smell is awful. I poke it and it wobbles, the contents jiggling inside it, but it’s hot. “It’s a hot water bottle, or hottie for short.” I’m fascinated by this hottie, so I poke it again and it moves. Wow!

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I stroke her arm, from elbow to wrist, again and again. — I'll never forget tonight, she says. — Me neither. — Even in a hundred years. — In a hundred years, I'll be dead. — Then I'll remember for both of us. I laugh softly. — You're romantic. — So are you, you know. — No. I'm pragmatic. — You're romantic. You hide it, but you are. — Maybe. — Definitely. The hotel appears. Magnificent, illuminated, majestic. Its windows shine like benevolent eyes. Its marbles gleam under the moon.

When she did, his tongue swept in, hot and wet and demanding, licking every bit of sensitive flesh and coaxing her own tongue to dance with his. Heat flash through her, tightening her nipples and making the pulse in her sex throb like a bass drum. It pounded through her blood stream, so hard she was sure Matt could feel it vibrate in her body. His own body heat was surging into hers, eating her blood, and even through the layers of their clothing she could feel the hard, swollen thickness of his cock.