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" I’m not scared of anything,” he says through gritted teeth, but he’s still holding me, still clenching, refusing to let go. In fact, his face is closer to me than it ever was. Almost close enough … to kiss. I know he wants to. I can see it in the way his lips part when mine do, how his eyes keep zooming in on every inch of my skin as though he wants to lick it. “Remember how much fun we had?” I murmur, teasing him with a hum. The same noise I make when I come. Hard. “Oh … I remember all right,” he says, his voice strenuous. As if he’s trying his best to maintain his composure. I lean in, pressing my body against his. “I’m yours if you want … now … whenever … in whatever way you want,” I whisper into his ear. "
― Clarissa Wild , Hotel O
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" Have you ever been fucked in your ass, Kitten?” I ask. “No …” “Toys?” “Maybe once or twice … Okay, a few more times. But no dick.” She gulps, her body shivering as I go deep and start to thrust. “Oh God …” “Don’t fight it. Relax and take it deep …” I whisper into her ear, filling her completely. As her head tilts back to rest on my shoulder, I add another finger. A high-pitched noise escapes her mouth, so I cover it with my free hand. “Shh … don’t want anyone to hear now, do we?” She shakes her head softly, then nods, sending mixed signals. "
― Clarissa Wild , Hotel O
8
" I like the view, though,” he murmurs in a low voice. Only when I look down do I remember I was wearing a light blue shirt … with no bra underneath … and my nipples are poking through right now. “Likewise …” I reply, raising a brow. “But my eyes are up here.” “Oh, I know,” he says, still not averting his eyes. He’s not even ashamed of blatantly staring, and it’s making me blush like crazy. Fuck. How do I stop this? Suddenly, he lifts his face and presses his lips onto mine, catching me by surprise. I don’t even know what’s happening right now. Only that he’s kissing me, and that it feels so, so fucking good. And that, for some reason, I’m kissing him back too. "
― Clarissa Wild , Hotel O
