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With never expecting Leia to do something like this, he was definitely surprised by her actions. "You don't have to thank me... but you also don't have to stop," he kept his voice low for only her to hear them. His eyes went back towards the stage, allowing her to do whatever she wanted or was comfortable with while having a bunch of people in the same room as them. It would be difficult to be quiet, but he already felt himself growing beneath her hand in his jeans.
Leia bit down on her lip for a moment, holding back a laugh at the absurdity. What was she doing? "Then you better be quiet so we don't get caught. I'm giving you a warm up of my thank you." She whispered back out of the corner of her mouth. Her hand was slowly sliding up his thigh, the movement slow in a way that hopefully wasn't noticeable, but not too maddening for Eli. She rested her hand lightly against his zipper, the heat of him warming her palm. "If you want me to stop I will. Intermission isn't too far away."
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"But you don't want him to be," Cole said with a laugh soon following. He knew that since he came back and them getting closer again... he could sense those feelings she had in the past coming back, he felt them too. "Why do you think I"m here?" He questioned, taking a few more steps towards her until he was close enough to rest his hands on her hips. "You shouldn't be getting married to him. We both know this."
the male voice startled her, she wasn't expecting him to come in out of the blue, she wasn't even expecting him to attend the wedding at all. " don't be rude, cole, he's my soon-to-be-husband. " she turned around, wearing her dress just for a rehearsal, the wedding was still a couple days away " it's very good to see you, you look as handsome as ever. but . . . what are you doing here, though ? "
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"C'mon. You really thought that we were dating? I didn't introduce you as my girlfriend. They asked me to bring someone and since I'm not currently fucking anyone else, I brought you," Drew knew he sounded like a dick, but he thought it made it clear in the beginning that this wasn't anything more than a casual thing. "Sorry if you thought it was something more."
" a reply, at least. that's what i was expecting " to say that she was disappointed was an understatement, but she was also mad, confused and stressed out, all because of him. " wait . . . did you just say ' not dating ' ? right after you took me out to meet your parents ? what the fuck, drew "
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"I have to admit, I haven't been on a date, or one of these dating apps in... well over a year," Logan admitted. Ever since the break up with her ex, she had been more focused on work. Auditioning and filming, it was only recently that she had made an account on Raya and matching with the gorgeous woman beside her. "So, I'm sorry if I'm a little all over the place."
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Eli was barely paying attention to what was going on. His eyes followed the people on stage, but he just found himself getting lost. It wasn't that it wasn't a good show, he was just never really the type to be into theater for the most part, especially if they became too dramatic and the mic was only picking up every other word they were saying. Again, he was only doing this for Leia. And then of course his attention went fully onto the woman beside him as he felt her coat on his lap and her hand on his thigh. Swallowing thickly, his eyes briefly glanced at her and leaning over just a bit so he could whisper to her. "You're going to get me into trouble here if you keep this up."
"I'll explain later. Don't worry, we'll get you up to speed." She teased. She would had said more but the play started, actors speaking their lines and music playing. But she wasn't focused so much on that, sorry to her friend, but Eli's words made an idea come to her. She glanced around, they weren't exactly hidden away, but there was no one behind them or next to them. It could work as a fun little tease. During a scene change, Leia pulled her coat out from underneath her and set it across both their laps. "I was sitting on the belt, just keep watching." She whispered to Eli before the stage lights came on for another scene. Her hand rested on his thigh, a perfectly acceptable place. At least until she started slowly moving it higher, her thumb rubbing back and forth against his inner thigh.
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Dylan knew that she was going to tire him out, but he would do whatever she wanted just to please her. He wasn't about to let this night die young with how long he had been dreaming about this. Wanting to be between her legs constantly, feeling how wet she could get for him, tasting her juices on his tongue. There was so much he wanted to do to her and the night was only beginning. His hips bucked up into her at her words. The way she was speaking to him, telling him what she had wanted to do... for god knows how long, he felt himself getting close to coming inside of her. "Fuck, baby." He groaned, his hips moving up to match hers as she rocked down onto her. "I'm getting real close, princess. Show me how you fuck yourself while thinking about me. Make me come."
she really fucking hoped her meant what he said about fucking her all night because sex like this never felt so good. it never made her want to keep it going again and again until she was passed out and woke up to him still using her. his hands ran over her body as she grinds down slowly against him, her hands on his chest. peyton could feel him deeper this way, “do you know how many fucking time i wanted to ride you in that fucking truck you drag me into, sir?” yeah, she’s gonna make him never move on her. “i thought about how easy it would be to just straddle you and have your cock slip right in and show you just how wet you make me.” her nails digging down as she rocks harder, “fucking me any chance you get and dropping me off with your cum still inside of me. the amount of times, i’ve fucked myself to the thought of that.” her moans become shallow every time she pushes herself down.
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Once Adonis began to slowly take over with how hard she would be pulled down onto his cock, it only made her moans grow louder. She was easing herself, allowing herself to adjust to his size before he began to take control. Not that she cared, he felt good inside of her. It was something she had thought about nightly when he became her agent. She was sure that he had done this with a lot of other clients, but that's what show business was about, right? Doing whatever you had to in order to get where you were. As she felt his fingertips digging into her ass, she let out a groan, dipping her head to nip at his neck but made sure not to leave a mark behind. "I don't think anything could beat this feeling at this moment. Your cock feels so good inside of me right now."
Adonis allowed himself to relax back into the couch as she got his cock out. The smirk on his face as his eyes stayed on hers. "That's a good girl," he whispered lifting his hips to help her out. A soft sigh left his lips as she settled herself down onto him. For a few moments his arms stay outstretched on the back of the couch until he couldn't take it anymore reaching for her hips. "Fuck you feel good." He grunted pulling her down onto him as his hips pushed up into her eager for more. For her to be so wet for him told him she would be addictive. With his fingertips pushing into her ass he pulled her close whispering into her ear, "Remember how good this feels. It'll feel almost as good as it will when you win an award because of what I'll do for your career Reyna."
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When he finally gave in to what she wanted, Kat let out a loud groan. Her hand moved down, fingers grabbing at his chestnut colored hair. The way he instantly made her feel, she could only imagine what else he could do that would later drive her crazy as the night progressed. Her hips moved against his mouth, wanting more, wanting him to go faster. She was an inpatient person and this was the start of showing it. "You're going to end up making me beg for you to fuck me if you're going to keep going slow, aren't you?"
The way she reacted to him blowing on her clit made Arlo chuckle before moving to swipe his tongue over her eagerly swallowing her juices. For her to be so desperate for him was incredibly sexy. Obviously his purpose was to please her but toying with her was fun too. "You're okay baby," he whispered lightly kissing her body before his fingers spread her open allowing him to focus his tongue on her clit. Delicately his tongue moved over her most sensitive bits knowing it would be the start of giving her exactly what she wanted.
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"Oh my god," Kat rolled her eyes and tried to hide the smile that began to creep on her face. She wasn't used to anything or anyone like this. She usually made fun of her past partners if they were to say anything cheesy like that, but that's also because she knew that they were full of crap. With Arlo... she knew he was different from anyone she ever had in her life. There was a it of pain that hit her chest when hearing him say the words of her not wanting to have his babies and that wasn't the truth and it wasn't something she wanted him to think of either. She would happily have his babies, she just never seen herself as a mother... or even a good one at that. It all had to deal with her. She knew he would be the perfect father and if that time came and if she changed her mine, she'd be nothing but willing to carry his children. After he kissed her forehead, she moved her body so she had her legs across his stomach and having her head hanging off the side of the bed, staring up at the ceiling. She wasn't good at talking about her feelings or the future, so this was almost a way to escape that and not look at him one she did. "I wouldn't want to stop you from becoming a father if you want kids. I don't want to alter your future plans you had thought of. I know I'm a bitch, but I don't want to be a monster to ruin your chances of having a family."
"Oh I'm an absolute silly goose you're right. Silly with love for you." Arlo teased eagerly continuing to kiss her face. Based on their past conversations he could tell this likely wasn't something Kat had envisioned for herself. Either way he would be happy, kids or no kids. Considering his love for her that would be entirely her decision to make without judgement from him. The image of her heavily pregnant with all the side effects that could come with it made him smile. Still her saying it made him laugh even as he nodded his head. "I will find you so sexy it's annoying," he teased as his hand moved to cup her cheek. "But I won't be upset if you don't want to have my babies." He teased scrunching up his nose at her before kissing her forehead. "I'd be satisfied being one of those DINK couples. You know, duel income no kids? I don't see a problem with either kind of lifestyle. As long as I have you of course."
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The thing about Easton was that Aspen was always weak around him. She always welcomed him back with open arms as a place to work when he needed it. Though, it had been a long day and she had always tried to keep her distance from him so they wouldn't fall back into the pattern that they usually fell into. Once he spoke as they were alone, she quickly brought her head up, now alert. "Don't..." she trailed off. "Just because you're back, that doesn't mean you have any type of control over me. You need to knock it off with that," but of course she didn't even believe that herself. There was a reason why she couldn't look at him. One look at him and she would instantly be weak in her knees. Her attention was just focused on the counter and cleaning it, hoping she came off as somewhat 'strong'.
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Whenever he was between choreography gigs Easton knew he could come back to the cafe for some extra cash. Aspen was a great boss to everyone, he sincerely enjoyed working for her even if they had a sordid past together. Which is why he noticed a slight change in her behavior warranted reminding her of that power he could wield over her. At the end of the night he took advantage of them being alone together to broach the subject. "Aspen, it's been a minute. Anyone told you that you're a good girl lately?" He smirked reaching to brush a piece of hair behind her ear.
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Cole waited until Emily was by herself in the room before entering, closing the door behind him and resting against it as he took in her beauty in the wedding gown she was wearing. "As beautiful as you look... what are you doing, Em?" Cole asked, now taking a few steps towards her. "You know you don't want to marry that douchebag. Why are you going through with it, huh?"
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This was unexpected... yet, somewhat expected. Drew hadn't really paid much attention to the messages or calls that Kiara had sent. Though, he was more confused at her words than her actually showing up. "I didn't know that I was required to text you back unless I was horny. It's not like we're dating. What were you expecting? Me to be waiting by my phone and texting you back two seconds after you send me something?"
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she is not happy to see him, not after one whole week of being ghosted and yet she is outside of his apartment, trying to figure out what went wrong and what the fuck was wrong with him, specially after just meeting his parents. " i thought at least you would call me back or reply to any of my messages. what the fuck is going on ? "
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"Oh... now I'm Blair Waldorf?" Eli asked with a laugh. Even though he had no idea who that was, he would play along with it. Sometimes he had no idea what Leia was talking about, but he just went along with it. Returning the kiss, he was glad that she wasn't pissed off at him. With Rachel being her friend's girlfriend, he was hoping that wouldn't screw anything up between the two of them, but he didn't want to sit beside Leia and keep hearing remarks from the other female. That just wasn't the type of guy he was. Once finding their seat, his hand squeezing Leia's as the show began. He couldn't help but laugh against her lips as she kissed him again. "If you keep kissing me, we're going to miss the show. Or you're going to get some kind of rise out of me," he joked while whispering against her ear.
Leia's mouth opened in surprise at Eli. It wasn't that she thought he'd agree with Rachel or something else ridiculous, but he hadn't missed a beat. She suddenly didn't regret going to this silly show at all. She let herself be pulled along, not without a smug smile towards Rachel standing still, and sat down in the velvet seat next to Eli. They were at the end of a row, closer to the back. "You... that was amazing, oh my god! Thank you. It was like Blair Waldorf just possessed you or something. You're amazing." She gushed, grabbing his face to kiss him in thanks. It seemed like so few people had really ever stood up for Leia, mostly because she could fight her own battles. But when she couldn't, she was often alone. But Eli cared so much for her, that was obvious. The lights dimmed and the audience quieted down. In the darkness of Leia's favorite place in the world she kissed Eli once more, her hand in his.
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It wasn't Brielle that he was aggravated with. It was the fact that he had to be at a party with his colleagues that he couldn't stand. Sure, it was nice to show off the gorgeous woman he was with, but maybe he didn't want their eyes to be on her. He could feel himself get a bit possessive over her. Leaning back into the char, his dark hues watched as Brielle came out of the bathroom and was now in front of him. His fingers trailing up her arm to her cheek. "They're a bunch of assholes and don't deserve to look at you. They'll just be having wet dreams about you for the rest of their lives. It's going to be an incredibly boring party."
"Babe I'm almost ready I swear," Brielle called out from the bathroom as she quickly finished putting on her jewelry before rushing out to stop him from getting any more agitated. From the sight of him she knew he would need some convincing to stop from canceling their evening together. Without saying anything else she stepped closer so he could see how good she looked up close. "Daddy," she purred squatting down placing a hand on his knee. "Are you sure you wanna waste the opportunity to show me off to all your colleagues? To brag about how at the end of the night you get to take me home and have your way with me? C'mon," she teased running her hand over his leg. "Promise I'll make it worth your while. Have I ever disappointed you?"
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Grace couldn't focus on anything else. Every snap of his hips against her, feeling him hit every sweet spot inside of her, it only made her moans grow louder, echoing throughout the kitchen. She didn't realize how bad she wanted him until this moment. Not knowing what she was missing out on, but knew that she would already be completely addicted to him and his cock. "Just -- don't stop... please... you feel so good," grace let out a whine, now moving herself back against him to meet his thrusts and to make sure he continued to stay buried inside of her. "You can fuck me whenever you want." she promised, knowing she could also get used to this.
With how bad he wanted her right now Santi couldn't help himself from entering he so roughly. Immediately though the sensation of her warmth around him caused him to groan deeply with pleasure. Then to hear her give him permission to essentially use her for his own needs made his cock throb. With one hand on her shoulder the other gripping her hip he continued thrusting himself into her grunting with each snap of his hips. "So fucking good," he snarled feeling the need he had been harboring finally unfurl within him. "A man like me could get used to fucking a pretty little thing like you."
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The mix of her words and the feeling of her hands in his hair and on his cock, it was driving him crazy. A groan escaped from his lips, knowing she could feel how hard he was in his pants. He didn't want to stop touching her, but he needed to give himself some relief. Moving up so he was kneeling between her legs, his dark eyes stayed down at her. "Call me daddy all you want, princess. It will just make me fuck you that much harder," he promised while pushing down both his pants and boxers to reveal his lengthy and decently thick cock. His eyes scanned over her body until it reached her glistening pussy. He needed to be inside of her. Feeling her wrapped around his fingers were amazing, he knew her being around his cock would feel twice as good. Stroking himself a few times before running the tip of his cock through her slit, feeling her warm wetness coating him, he groaned. "Fuck," he muttered. As he slid his cock down to her entrance, he slowly pushed himself into her needy hole. He wanted to tease her, but he also wanted to savor the feeling of her pussy slowly swallowing his cock. "Fucking hell, baby. You feel so good."
The taste of herself on his tongue made Carmella moan with delight against his lips. Of course her hips were already writhing against him eager for more. After fantasizing about him for so long she wanted everything with Mitch. When his fingers started touching her again she whined pulling back to meet his eyes. "Well maybe when I'm not incredibly fucking horny for you that can be arranged. Right now though I need to see for myself just how hung you are down there." She teased reaching between them to squeeze his hardening cock. "Not to mention the need to be fucked by you right now? It's unreal. Please," she pouted up at him as her free hand moved to grip his hair. "And before we get too far I need to know how you feel about being called daddy during sex. So I can try to prevent myself from letting it slip out if you hate it. I really hope you don't though."
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