. . . AM IN LOVE WITH THE HOT PORN STAR . .
EROTICA 1. . . .
RINNA'S POV . .
Left alone , l watched him walk away with brows furrowed up in anger . It was really pissing off that l had allowed him to walk away without even getting a handshake from him . '' Rinna darling am finally back '' , Just as l was still lost in my thoughts , Cecilia murmured while walking towards me . . '' What took you long in the bathroom ? '' , l asked a bit harshly than necessary . . '' Don't be so rude........ Just had a quikie with Mark in the bathroom '' , She spoke out the last words in a low voice....
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'' Urghh...... '' , l rolled my eyes when l heard her say that.... Again Mark for heaven's sake , l didn't want to hear any thing about inexperienced men... I didn't think that Mark could even handle my body that's why l didn't want to hear anything about him... '' Let me go back in my office '' , Disgusted by the idea of Mark having his d**k inside Cecilia's p***y , l shook my head and passed via her... '' Let's meet later'' , Cecilia murmured.... '' Lol ! Yeah '' , l forced a smile on my face before l made my way to my office....
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My only weakness was watching Raxan's videos but before all the gods , l was a hard-working secretary despite sleeping late at night... Huh ! I was done with everything needed to be done by a secretary and after entering in my cubicle , l just pouted my lips .. '' No ......am ain't going to have lunch '' , With my lower lip in between my teeth , l murmured to myself inwardly before turning on my heels... I had something on my mind which l was now more interested in than lunch....
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With an evil idea on my mind , l made my way to the elevator straight to the floor where Raxan had gone... Thanks to Cecilia because l now knew the room number of his lounge... Just like a professional secretary , l walked until I reached at the room he was in and to my luck the door was slightly open... '' Rinna this isn't right .....'', My sub consciousness began to warn me... '' Yes , but no ......let me go '' , l began to argue with myself inwardly... I didn't know what to do... This was damn wrong but still l was eager , l wanted to my dream man one last time....
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'' Come here '' , l felt my heart instantly drop when I heard those words... ''. oh ! God am damn screwed up '' , With my heart beating rapidly in my chest , l began to stare around... ' '' Yes Mr Miles '', A sigh of relief i'mmediately escaped out of my mouth when I noticed that the word who had said so was Raxan and to make matters laughable , he was inside the room talking to the b***h ... '' Damn am stupid '' , l shook my head before l began to peep in the slightly opened up door ..
The next thing l saw he was kissing her , oh ! God . They were kissing passionately that she had her arms around his neck, fingers weaving and pulling his dirty blonde spiky hair ... She was kissing him in a way that showed that it was the last thing she wanted to taste on Earth . .
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'' Uhmm , this was a live porno '', Raxan's hands also moved down to her a*s cheeks and traced her butt line and pressed at the junction below . He no doubt pushed in to her a*s hole because a loud hoarse cry instantly escaped out of her mouth . . '' Oh ! My goodness '' , With my palm over my mouth l watched as she quickly began to unbutton his shirt , shredding it and when she threw away the buttons fall down while echoeing in the room .. It seemed like they were both burning with desire cause as Raxan's lips flowed down her neck , he quickly also unclasped her black lace bra and then palmed the underside of her breasts....
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'' Am damn a dead meat '' , With my eyes watching everything , l felt my p***y throb with need . . As l saw him run his finger tips against her straining pink nipples ,torturing her with his skillful fingers, l only wished l was the one..... Huh ! With my black nipples in his view . .
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With my eyes still wide open, l watched him take the ripe pink sensitive nipple of the b***h between the pad of his thumb and fore finger her kneading it .. He kissed her , showered her neck , tasting her bare shoulder before lowering his head to her beaded nipple . . This was really intense and l watched wishing it was me ....
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His lips encompassed her skin and sucked her breasts pushing them further more . . '' Oh ! For the love of God '' , The b***h moaned and found my self tightening up my legs '' Oh ! F**k ! My goodness '' , l was so f*******g turned on that l was soon going to combust ,the way my p****y was pulsating right now was unexplainable... The inner part of me was telling me to go in the bathroom quickly and masturbate hurriedly but then l wanted to have a glimpse of the nine inche long d**k of Raxan l always watch in his videos... '' l want you on your knees right now , l can't wait'' , My ears became alert when l heard him say that...
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She was so quick to do it and moving to kiss his well defined jaw and the arc on his neck , she hurriedly and seductively moved her nude body in a sexy way .. She was damn nude and having him to herself the thing l found pissing off . .She reached out and ran her fingers brushing against the hard edges of his abdomen to the v line that led to his jeans . . '' Lastly am gonna see it '', I murmured to myself inwardly as l waited to see his c**k . . Dipping a long slender finger inside his boxers , she lastly let his c**k out of his boxers and as soon as l had a glimpse of it , l instantly felt like c*mming in my panties .. Just like in his videos all this time , his c**k sprung out wild and free, huge oh ! My goodness and veiny . '' She is so f******g lucky my goodness'' , l stared at it Thoughtless...
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It was what l dreamt about every time... '' l like . . . . '' , l didn't care about what the b***h said , l just saw her cupping his long monstrously big c**k with lust in her eyes... , Saliva running down her lips , she ran her long fingernails over his thick veins that was pulsating in arousal and that hurriedly earned her a groan from him.... He was so damn excited just like in his videos because once she moved her fingers over him a pre cum instantly oozed out of his c**k which she sluttly removed and ran her index finger in her mouth swallowing it.... God if it was me l would have swalowed it too... Huh ! But l didn't have that chance , just had to stare only....
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She soon enough reached out and began moving her mouth over his d**k , she ran her tongue tip all over the thick veins on his c**k... I watched them for a pretty good time and thou I felt my legs hurting , l still wanted to watch him . '' I don't have time , l want to f**k you '' , He groaned out in a loud guttural voice and the next thing l saw with the condom on his c**k he was turning her around and with her ass in front of him , he quickly entered in her in just one long thrust . .. Oh ! God I was so eager , that l bent over to watch the way he f******d her.... With my eyes at the lower level , l watched as his hand moved lower and he palmed her fleshy mound below running his long finger down her pink p***y....
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'' Oh ! God .......yes ...... F**k me..... . '' , She moaned loudly and With my mouth open , l watched as his d**k moved from her a*s in and out ... I didn't like the condom thingy , l wanted it raw but l was fine with watching . With his fingers rubbing her c**t roughly , he pounded in to her a*s hole .. The thrusts became harder and faster just like he usually does it.... He was so damn experienced that she came but even though she was c*mming he didn't stop .. He usually doesn't c*m quickly and l knew that not after the videos of him l have so far watched .. His hand taunted her nipples and he kept thrusting hardly in to her giving her another o****m but still he wasn't c*mming and that only meant that he was going to ruin her p***y until when he lastly c*ms ..
To be continued .
A Rose Among Ashes
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Died Alone, My Spirit Watches
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The Man Who Found His Ghost
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His Manipulation, Her Undoing, His End
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From Pantry To MIT: Their Regret
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"Do you feel that, Wren? That pull between us?" His eyes darken, flicking to my mouth. "It's wrong. Your brother would slit my throat for even standing this close. But tell me, little bird-" his breath ghosts against my skin, "-are you trembling because you hate me... or because you've wanted this as much as I have?" >>> Wren thought she'd left the chaos of New Orleans behind; the club life, the blood-soaked loyalty, the men who lived and died by their kuttes. Seattle gave her everything she could ever want-freedom, love, a future. But one betrayal sends it all crashing down. Dragged back home by tragedy, Wren finds herself under the watchful eye of Ezra Jax, the vice president of the Raven Reapers MC, and her brother's best friend. He's infuriating, dangerous, and far too tempting. But the deeper she's pulled into his world, the more she realizes that nothing about her past or Ezra, is what she thought. Yet in the chaos of gang wars, debts, and betrayals, he's the one who never leaves her side. The more she fights him, the harder she falls. And the more he pushes her away, the more dangerous his pull becomes. Because in this world, love isn't sweet. It's brutal, bloody, and bound to break them both. When loyalty is everything and love can cost your life, will Wren risk her heart on the one man she was never meant to love?