In The Making by Farrah Abraham.

“The chair was just behind him and I was able to perch my foot on its edge. When he thrust, so did I. Little sparks went off behind my eyelids at the sensation. Again, he thrust and I lifted to meet him. Oh, that was good.

My orgasm rolled up through my body, warm and all-consuming, I shuddered and whimpered as Ilyan continued to fuck me. Sparks of sensation coursed through my veins, drawing the orgasm out longer as he hit the perfect spot within me. I almost cried out, the pleasure becoming too much, but Ilyan thrust deep and groaned. I panted, relieved he’d come too.”

Bared to You by Sylvia Day.

“My head thudded against the glass, heat pulsing through my blood from the point where his tongue was driving me mad. My leg flexed against his back, urging him closer, my hands cupping his head to hold him still as I rocked into him. Feeling the rough satin strands of his hair against my sensitive inner thighs was its own provocation, heightening my awareness of everything around me…”

Quiet Please by Aimee Bender.

“It is quiet in the rest of the library.

Inside the back room, the woman has crawled out from underneath the man. Now fuck me like a dog, she tells him. She grips a pillow in her fists and he breathes behind her, hot air down her back which is starting to sweat and slip on his stomach. She doesn’t want him to see her face because it is blowing up inside, red and furious, and she’s grimacing at the pale white wall which is cool when she puts her hand on it to help her push back into him, get his dick to fill up her body until there’s nothing left of her inside: just dick.”

Sealed With One Kiss by Nuella Duruo- Available free online.

“I pulled down his boxers and kissed his cock, rubbed it against my face and cheek, so soft. I looked up and he was smiling at me. I began to lick it, to make out with it. My mouth was very dry from the salt and I felt like I had a furred tongue. I put his whole cock in my mouth and aimed it towards the back of my throat, making some more saliva. He moaned and softly tousled my hair with his hands. He got a little firmer but not hard yet and so I had to hold it in my fist. I sucked and jerked gently, but he would not get fully hard. I began to lick his balls. I put them in my mouth. My chin rested on the place where his tail met his skin. The scales were slimy and hard at the same time. But his balls were delicious, like raw oysters.”

Blonde by Joyce Carol Oates.

“One of them wrestled her to the cold damp sand, hard-packed as dirt. She was fighting, laughing, her red dress torn, her garter belt and black lace panties twisted … Full on her startled lips Cass Chaplin began to kiss her, gently, then with increasing pressure, and with his tongue as he hadn’t kissed her in so long. Norma Jeane grabbed at him desperately, arms around his head, Eddy G sank to his knees beside them and fumbled with the panties, finally ripping them off. He stroked her with skillful fingers and then with his skillful tongue he kissed between her legs, rubbing, nudging, poking, in a rhythm like a giant pulse, Norma Jeane’s legs twined about his head and shoulders desperately, she was beginning to buck her hips, beginning to come, so Eddy quick and deft as if he’d practiced such a maneuver many times shifted his position to crouch over her, as Cass was now crouching over her head, and both men penetrated her.”

Everything’s Better with Lisa by Lucy Eden.

“Lisa continued to peel herself out of her clothes in time with the music until she was only wearing her bra and panties. They definitely weren’t the gray cotton ones she was wearing earlier. They were a dark purple matching set, made mostly of sheer lace. She sauntered over to me, turned her back, placed both her hands on the armrest, and lowered herself onto my lap, grazing my dick with her lace-covered ass.

My restraint snapped, and I wrapped one arm around her waist and one around her chest, slipping my fingers under the lace of her bra to find her nipple. My grip tightened, molding her onto my torso, and I pressed my lips to her shoulder. My hips jerked, pressing my erection onto her lace-clad bottom.

“I thought I told you no touching.” She moaned when I slipped two fingers under the elastic of her panties.

“You knew this was going to happen.” I ran my tongue across her shoulder blade.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” She stood and turned to face me. She kissed my lips and began to trail kisses down my body.

“The matching sexy underwear…”

“I told you I was taking a shower. Of course, I changed my underwear. Are they sexy?” She was on her knees between my thighs, tugging my pants down.

“They are.” I laced my fingers behind my head again, not wanting to risk doing anything to make her stop…”

The Affair: Week 8 by Beth Kery.

“Go on,” he told her, one eyebrow going up in a gentle dare.

“She smiled before she scooted back slightly over his damp body, her inner thighs and bottom coming into contact with his wet trunks and the growing fullness behind them. She took a bite out of the side of him, just over his ribs, and he grunted softly, his fingers tightening in her hair. Her tongue soothed the sting. She lowered further, straddling his thighs. A thrill went through her when she felt his abdominal muscles jump as if her lips and tongue sent an electric current through them. His muscles were so dense and delightfully defined, his skin taut and smooth. When she reached the narrow path of hair that led from his belly button below the waistband of his swim shorts, she pressed her lips and face against it and twisted her head slightly, loving the sensation of the silky hair against her mouth. He made a hissing noise above her. 

She glanced up and saw that his eyes glittered with arousal as he stared down at her. He pulled slightly on her hair, urging her without words, and she let him guide her in his need. He pressed when she was over the bulge of his cock, and she came down over him, finding the rigid column with her seeking lips and biting at it gently through the damp fabric of his shorts.”

The Surrender Gate by Christopher Rice. 

“The sudden, delicious sense that Jonathan is hers, for now, entirely and completely hers, fills her with as much force and speed as his hard cock. As his thrusts gain a steady tempo, she brings her hands to his pecs, his nipples, down his abs, clamping her legs around his waist, driving him further into her until their sweat-slick bodies are sliding together, and he’s whispering in her ear, ‘I never knew you were such a dirty girl, Emily Blaine.” 

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