_Elle

Just when you think you loved the wrong person, you meet the right one who reminds you what love truly is. And just like that, the fairytale begins.

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Lily's life was apparently perfect, she had a good work that kept her occupied for the majority of her time and a husband she deeply and devotedly loved. The women in the city enviously hated her for having the perfect life they all dreamed about. Until the workaholic girl's perfect life image falls apart when her husband leaves her at the altar and confesses he cheated on her, in front of everyone.
After that day, her life doesn't appear so perfect to the women in the city that now laughed behind her back.
The poor Lily never felt more pathetic in her life and she wished the ground would swallow her down for the embarrassment she felt in the second he declared he had seconds thoughts.
The same day, three hours and about four drinks later, Lily was enough dizzy to finally rebel against her (almost) husband's despicable gesture.
She wanted to prove to all the people who called her perfect and who said she would never do something aberrant and crazy by having one night of passion with a mysterious man at the club.
Little did she knew that the man was none other than the richest man in the city.

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Love at First Night

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[smut alert, don't read if uncomfortable]

Tickling and shivers running from different sides of my body, from my intimacy with a mixture of pleasure satisfaction, and a glimpse of pain whereas from the areas of my body that he explored with his experienced hand I felt protected and loved.

It felt like everything else disappeared, my vision even blurred to focus on him, the person I wanted for the rest of my life bursting his gaze with mine as If I am worthy as If I am the object of his desire and he is finally putting his hands on it.

It wasn't the first time we were in that position yet, it always felt like it was the first time with him.

The pinching sensations emanating pleasure strokes all collided in my core and from there reached my heart.

I moaned out in pleasure, in life, in joy and gratitude. I felt alive. I could even feel him penetrating inside my bones, claiming them as his, taming every jolt I took under his control.

Tickles of love