Tilavaa pov

She takes him in slow, deep, and made sure he could feel every feel of her wrapped around him tightly. She wished she could just have him in her forever, the feeling of him inside her foreverTonight she wanted him to fuck her rough and hard until she might just feel him inside her walls forever

“Why is this happening to me!” I groan, swinging my head back and clenching my eyes in annoyance. I had written this paragraph over and over more than five times already. It was never perfect and the time to release it to my many readers was slowly approaching.

I could have sworn I heard the ticking of a clock in my head. A warning that the time was approaching much faster than I thought.

Crap.

“What is it?” Tiffany asked.

I sighed, exhausted and turned around on my swivel chair. ” am unable to write a sex scene tonight,” I grumble. “Scratch that, it’s been like this for weeks now. I’m sad to say that my sex scenes are now.………boring.”

My eyes fell on my best friend snuggled under my covers. Her verdark colored hair contrasted against my pale blue walls and light bedding. We were having a sleepover tonight. I should be sleeping right now too, but my schedule has been a bit off lately.

My eyes burned from staring at the computer screen for hours. I was sure it had turned the shade of pink. It sure felt dry and irritated. I pushed my fingertips under my glasses and rubbed them. This only made it worst.

I winced trying to un-blur my vision. “Since when? You’re the Queen of writing erotica. You even made me horny once when I read a piece.” Tif states.

I cringed, “Not something I want to hear Tif. It was Alden who made you horny not me.”

“Same thing.” She yawns and throws the entire cover over her head. “You’re the writer so doesn’t that mean Alden’s you?”

It was kind of weird having to talk to her while she was covered from top to bottom but this was Tiffany anyway. She was always, weird. I too so that’s probably the main reason were so close.

fictional character I made up in my head.

rolled my eyes and whirled back around to my computer. I narrowed my eyes, assaulted by the

to it, I sighed and

the words I had written, scanning over them until I got tired of reading

It’s just like every other time. “I cracked

Go.

his cock getting squeezed inside her

Erase.

beast like as she sunk down

Erase.

beast that needed release from the cages of lust. As she took him into her, like a woman in heat he growled lowly. He could definitely feel her heated walls

Good, one paragraph

slamming it all the way up until her

would make him release sooner than he expected. He grunt, slamming

took him in deeper she couldn’t help but picture a baby growing in her belly. She’d grow round with his seed planted inside her womb. She wanted his hot milk to

what Layla? Crap and

on the keyboard. My glasses

on the desk again?” The question came from under

in sarcasm. “And no

mark of keys on your forehead?”

I sighed and

her face. Do you know how awesome

Yeah no thanks I’m good at being invisible.” I snorted fixing my glasses.” And I’d like to stay that way

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