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.

character I made up in my head.

under the covers. I rolled my eyes and whirled back around

it, I sighed and pushed myself closer to the

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

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

Go.

He could feel his cock getting squeezed inside

Erase.

as she sunk down on

Erase.

loudly. Almost as if he was a 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

Good, one paragraph done.

his cock into her, slamming

sooner than he

growing in her belly. She’d grow round with his seed planted inside her womb. She wanted his hot

what Layla? Crap

the keyboard. My glasses pushed into

head on the desk again?” The question came from under

sarcasm. “And no on the keyboard

you’ll get a permanent mark of keys

sighed and

on her face.

be seen? Yeah no thanks I’m good at being invisible.” I snorted fixing my glasses.” And I’d like

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