Sinful Desires; Their Addiction

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ent on and on with it until my knees gave out, yet he didn’t stop. The entire time I cooked, he couldn’t keep his hands and

legs were still wobbly so I sat on the countertop

cken with veggies and fries, sprinkling fresh pa

nderstand the need to do it. We didn’t connect much as a family. No

when I heard the heavy, sure footsteps of one of the men who drove me crazy withou

curved up at one side in the sexiest s

soft smile played on my face as I watched

as I waited in anticipation

“Tastes good,” he said. “It’

e tore me apart with his thick cock? His voice sounded darker and sexier n

pulled back like he’d been running his fingers through it. His strong jaw and angular nose only a

ngling with the horses, huh?” He

n.” His voice was low and dark, taking in my cropped t-shirt, my jean shorts

ay for them, and I was happy it got their attention, b

y face up. “Shame all these are hid

My voice was more defensive than I meant it to be, but I coul

me, and making it impossible to breathe. I squeezed my eyes shut as his mouth hovered just above mine, his breath tickling my skin. Just whe

oking career. I loved to cook. If there was anything else I enjoyed

I worry too much about the horses. In her words, ‘There is a whole new world out there, Emm

s place. I had to keep the family ranch going no matter

you can teach me all the bad stuff right here.” My lips parted and

bad girl, aren’t you, Emma?” He asked as he reached out to gently rub the side of my face with the b

his thumb swirling over my pulse point. A soft, t

urprised me by leaning forward again and ghosting his lips over my temple and down my jaw, nippin

. Then he lifted his head and looked me right in the eye

to put into words what I wanted

d down my neck, sucking on my collarbone.

o filthy and so wrong. Like how I wanted him to pin me down and fuck me raw and hard until I could only

nto the house, flinging the do

ing said, followed by a t

rom some cheap whisky. “Fuck me.” She said, and I heard the sound of clothes ripping apart. “You don’t want

top.” His words were muffled up by a k

a knowing look and we

here they were fondling, but Aiden a

as practically trembling from the way he was handling me

ing my gaze for a brief wonderful moment before