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Pretend Relationships

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"Open wide, Golden Boy. I know you’ve been imagining sucking my c*ck in your head the entire practice." ​The cold floor of the locker room is bruising my knees, but it’s nothing compared to the grip Michael Rossi has on my hair. My mouth is stretched tight around his c*ck, my heart hammering against my ribs in a rhythm of pure, unadulterated shame. I’m the star defenseman for the Knights, the disciplined, untouchable Axel Thorne, and yet here I am, choking on the pride of my greatest enemy while he talks to me like I’m his favorite toy. ~~~~~~~ They call Michael Rossi the “Menace,” and for once, the media isn't exaggerating. He’s the jagged edge of the Rebels’ front line,a dirty, arrogant prick with a god complex. I’ve hated him since the night he stole my girlfriend just to prove he could. For eighteen months, he’s dismantled my peace, chirping in my ear and checking me into the boards with a smirk. ​Now, a viral "spite kiss" has trapped us in a PR contract. To save my career, I have to be his boyfriend. I’m supposed to play along with the man who ruined my life, but the closer I get, the more I realize the rivalry was just the beginning. ~~~~~~~ ​Axel Thorne is the "Golden Boy", disciplined, loved, and blissfully oblivious. He thinks I’m the villain who stole his girl; he doesn’t realize I only did it to see the look in his eyes. This rivalry was never about the game; it was about obsession. I’ve spent every restless night imagining how it would feel to finally claim him. ​Axel thinks we’re faking it to save our career. He’s wrong. I’m playing a game where he only wins by losing himself to me.

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“I hate you!” I hiss, throwing punch after punch at his chest while we both move backward. My legs hit the bed and I realize that I have nowhere else to go. “I’m done with this pretend nonsense, do you hear me!?” Those azure eyes filled with lust, longing, and so much hatred never leave my face. He raises his hand and grabs me by the back of my neck. In one swift move, he pulls me toward his hard body and his lips brush against mine. “We’re done when I say we’re done, brat. And when are you gonna stop pretending that you’re not as involved in this like I am?” “What’re you talking about? I hate you, remember?” “Sure you do,” he whispers. His fingers trail down my neck and I shudder. “You hate me so much that your body responds to me whenever we’re close. Just like this. You hate me but you want me.” “No, I don’t.” To prove his point, he presses his lips against mine and I lose the fight. I always do. *** For Isadora Halvick, life has never been easy, as she’s been marked by scandal since birth for being the illegitimate daughter of a billionaire. Her half-brother, Justin, makes her life worse at every possible opportunity, and things become even more complicated now that they’re enrolled in the same university. But when Justin’s biggest rival on the ice, Knox Mohrelian, the captain of the Black Reapers of Hartwell U, suggests they “fake date” to get back at Justin, Isadora jumps at the offer, not knowing that their “relationship” will lead to a disastrous series of events that cause her first year to go awfully, and that she’ll lose so many parts of herself along the way that she’ll end up dropping out. A year later, she’s back, completely different from the rebellious girl she was in her first year, but one thing about Hartwell U? It never forgets. And so, Isadora is plunged right back into the world of scandals, secrets as black as sin, and a complicated relationship that traps her in the cycle of being unraveled and stitched together by the same twisted love. This time, the question is simple: How will it end? And if so, will she survive until then?

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[Mature Content] Divorced and in debt, Elena decides to become the contract wife of three rich and famous men. A fair exchange begins between a woman disillusioned about love and men with their own demands and desires. But when they demand for more than her body, she discovers many dark truths as the past slowly catches up to her. “Ahh…Adrian…” I moaned passionately I bit my lower lips to stifle my lewd moans as I spread my legs a little wider while Adrian buried his face in between my legs. His skillful tongue and lips continued to pay loving attention to my sopping wet p*ssy. I felt my n*ppl*s hardening as he ran the tip of his hot tongue up and down the length of the wet sl*t in between my legs. He’s turning me on so much. I’m already so wet for him and the places that he had touched, kissed, and licked felt like it was burning on fire. My legs felt weak, and my breathing was labored as I panted and moaned loudly in his office. When I visited him at the hospital and met him in his office, we had other plans in mind that did not involve him passionately kissing me before lifting me up onto his desk and seducing me like this. His tongue on my p*ssy lips felt amazingly pleasurable and I couldn’t wait for him to give me more pleasure. I whimpered his name and Adrian flicked the tip of his tongue on my swollen and sensitive cl*t before sucking on it roughly. His hands tightened their hold on my thighs, keeping them spread widely apart as I sat on his worktable. My p*ssy immediately got wetter at his rough attention. He continued to s*ck on my hard cl*t, and I continued to whimper at the pleasure. My hand pulling his face closer to my core as I thrusted my hips towards his mouth and face. “Adrian…if we continued…we’re going to be late…” “Judging from how wet you are, this shouldn’t take much longer…” Adrian said from in between my legs as he paused his licking and sucking. “Ahhh! Not…inside…” I moaned lustfully Click to read more...

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