Romans & histoires Racy

More like the color. Black. Fuck!

Raze ordered and his body almost exploded in excitement when she moved on the exact rhythm he had moved with his hands. "That's it, baby, go faster. Pleasure yourself more!" He growled and cut the fragile cotton of her lacy pants and his eyes were fixed on the Sinful assault she was doing "Oh Raze…. Raze!!" Vasperia moaned, she was feeling fly, no it was wonderful, having him stare at her like that while she did something to herself ignited a new hot feeling. His face was so dreamy and erotic and she couldn't help but move her other hands to squeeze her breasts while the other worked on her clit.

Rachel could feel her body being stretched to its limits, the pleasure from before replaced with a burning ache that bordered on pain. He leaned in closer, his breath hot against her ear. "You like it," he murmured, his voice dark and seductive. "You want it, Rachel. You want me to fuck you like the dirty little slut you are." Rachel's body responded to his words, despite the fear and pain, a spark of something dark and primal igniting deep within her.

Feeling my eyes instantly water. "I'm going to fuck your face, Rabbit. No teeth." I coughed around my airway abruptly being blocked. Trying to spit him out. But that finger jutting into my cheek kept my lips curled over my teeth and tight around him as he stroked in and out. *** Suddenly I heard Racer spit and felt dampness between my breasts. A moment before a heavy weight dropped there. He scooped the outer edges of both of my breasts and began flexing his ass to stroke into the crevice he’d made between the soft globes. Moaning in pleasure.

He was probably going to screw her and even though I knew they usually had sex, I still felt sick. Candi turned her head to the side and said something to Tyler while wearing a stupid smile that I really wanted to punch off. Tyler didn’t reply and she faced me again before raising her hand, giving me a small wave. I slowly let go of the breath that I didn’t know I had been holding and finally closed the curtains. “I don’t care,” I muttered in an effort to convince myself that what the two of them were most likely going to do in his room didn’t faze me but I couldn’t lie… It did.

Juicy is the first person that ever saw him and damn but he missed her. He smiled. "She's a hairdresser and a really good one, the best in the town. I've seen her working fourteen plus hour days. And she's been hurt recently." He sighed. "I took care of her, and now we're taking care of each other…which is what love is about. Juicy is black. And where we live in Cincinnati, there is still some racism, mostly against me. They still call me 'that white man' even after all of this time. But I don't mind that, as long as neither of us sees color, and we don't."

Cain closed the door and turned to face me as I ran a hand through my hair, attempting to regain composure. "What did he say?" I asked. "Something that could have waited until morning." He watched me with a wary gaze, his eyebrows drawn together slightly. "Why did you pull away so quickly?" He asked slowly. "You said we couldn't have sex," I told him honestly. "That wasn't sex" "It was foreplay," I countered, "which, by definition, leads to other things." He let out a long sigh, a rather angry expression still plastered on his face. "I need another cold shower," he said, beginning to walk back towards the bathroom.

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she asked incredulously. “What? No,” I said and looked at Rafael as he smiled at me. “Do you guys feel the tingles and sparks when you touch your true mate? Do you guys also smell their scent and it makes you go all crazy with lust? How many people are in your pack? Is this your territory? Do you…” Storm asked question after question. ‘What the hell man?’ I asked Raf in his mind, ignoring Storm’s bombardment of questions. “Oh, wow, are you guys mind linking?” she asked us while looking at us with big eyes.