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Aliya's Shoes

[#lovesosweet] [WARNING: Mature content 18+] [WPC #AUG2023Entry] « Is it not enough that I have been 'sold off' as a catalogue bride but also have to compete with a dead woman for favour? » Shelby looks like she has it all. The perfect family and all the perks that come with it. But she must go through a 'forced contract marriage' and also compete for the attention of the man she had been unwillingly tied to... Ian lost the love of his life so suddenly that his mind still refuses to accept that reality. He gave up everything and secluded himself until his mother found him a bride. His one task was to give the family an heir but how can Ian do this when the air he breathes all revolves around the one woman he can never have. However, he finds himself in a predicament and dilema when the new contracted bride is thrust into his life unwittingly... especially, when he finds out that she is more than meets the eye. Image: Image generated from starryai.com, cover completed by me. This is an original story of mine. Copyright Loctovia 2023 Update schedule: 5 chapters per week

Loctovia · Fantasie
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It's You (4)**

The stimulations of his incredible finger, coupled with his trance-like voice caused Shelby to stiffen briefly and she let go. Her body was rocked with spasms never felt in her life.

"Aaaaahhhhhhhhh!!!!! Iaaaaan!!!!"

The sensation was magnificent, brought about by just his finger movements. Contrary to what she felt. He did not cease his finger movements as she felt wave after wave of ecstasy wash over her.

Ian continued to thrust his fingers in and out of her, alternating between twisting, thrusting slow, then fast. Her eyes remained unfocused as she struggled to tell him to stop, but Shelby could not form the words in her hazy mind. There she was, baring out her core self to this man that she barely knew.

'Do I want him to stop?' She knew the answer to that more than anyone. Besides, her body was doing all the talking for her with the slight undulation of her hips as if answering the calls of his fingers.