LOVE DECAYED

PRISCILLA DELGAGO as Angel EUPHORIA | 3.02 “America My Dream”

❛ how do you want me — spread out on the bed or up against the wall? take your pick. i don't mind. ❜

"Come sit on my lap, little girl." He pats the spot that's quickly becoming hers. "Let me read this contract to you." A pause. "If you have any underwear on, best remove it before you do."

they were dropped to the side before she perched on his lap. her back met his chest as she looked towards the documents in front of her," you're going to read all of this to me?" her hands reached to pull them closer," i guess this means that i'm not returning to work today."

Abe cranes his neck, fucking her as hard as he can with his deliberate tongue. His left hand shifts from thigh to mound, thumb searching between her folds for her swollen clit. Aching. In need of attention. He flicks at it playfully, wishing that he could see her face but contenting himself with prying more and more sounds from her pretty lips. The pad of his thumb flattens against her sensitive nub, pressing into it and massaging circles.

her eyes nearly rolled back as she felt his tongue pushing inside of her. moans continued to come from her as she realized how close she felt. his thumb against her clit made her moans grow in volume," dad-daddy!" his thumb found her clit and she cried out at the teasing. she couldn't have even tried to stop it, her hips bucking as she felt her slick come pouring out of her. it was white hot and all consuming, tears prickling her eyes. words seemed to fail her as she tried to ride it out.

"What's the plan here, Julian?" A part of her is pushing him, the other genuinely wants to know. "You're just going to fuck me and we'll be good again? You're not going to change, you're never going to change."

he wasn't too sure what his plan was, but he felt like he was drowning. his fingers sought out her clit," maybe i want to say goodbye," he taunted," maybe i'll really leave your life and you can be so damn happy and i can find someone who doesn't just see the worst in me."

The man reaches between their bodies, gripping the base of his shaft to angle his entrance. When the tip of his cock first slips inside of her, all he can offer is a hiss. She's so goddamned tight and her walls are still contracting with the power of her orgasm that Solo has to brace himself for the initial feel of it. He's neither ready nor willing for this to be over yet, plans upon plans swirling in his brain. "Fuckin —" His breath is terse, capturing her mouth with his own again just to growl against her teeth. "Christ, baby!" He grabs her thigh, urging her to raise her leg higher on his hip before before taunting the girl with slow and steady thrusts.

his cock pushed inside of her and she couldn't stop the gasp from escaping. her walls seemed to fight the intrusion before giving way to it. spasms ran through her as she writhed beneath him. her legs came around him, allowing herself to sink into everything that was happening. she couldn't stop moaning, the sound muffled as his mouth fused to hers," oh-oh my god!" her leg moved at his urging, coming up against his side and opening herself up even more," solo-so-so good! oh my god."

avalon knows she's playing with fire. she had always assumed micah and her sister would get married one day, had expected she'd be the bridesmaid. now , they had been playing with matches and were sure to be burned. knowing where he'd kept his spare key had come in handy. fem leans back on her elbows , look at where he stands. " i started it... so i'll finish it. " she feels a little more brazen. femme shifts from where she is on the bed to stand before him. hand moves to rest on his bare chest, dragging down slowly as she lowers to her knees. " please ... i'll beg ... i want you so bad. " fem purrs , a playful glint in brown hues.

avalon had always been on the edges of everything. micah was unsure how he hadn't noticed her before he had. it felt like the wool had been pulled back from his eyes and saw her. that didn't mean that he thought that she'd ever show up at his place and make such a display. he nodded slowly," uh huh." he wasn't too sure if she would, but he wasn't going to push. instead he watched as she climbed to her feet and moved towards him. he still didn't move, watching her as she lowered herself to her knees. one of his hands threaded through her hair," then beg," he told her, his gaze fixated on her face," show me how badly you want it." he reached to take one of her hands to place it against his belt. he really was going to let her make all the moves, till he decided enough was enough.

the cake. it couldn't be just a dessert. just sugar, and simple ingredients. no. it was a statement. one that couldn't just taste good. it had to look elegant in lighting. photograph well. it had to hold meaning, and be performative. ceremonious. under the thoughts of silk raspberry preserve, and almond, dani could feel her sweet tooth lacking. "mm, so the trash tv bug has bitten you too?" she glazed over her thoughts. it could be cold feet making her feel flighty. maybe dani was just trying to prove to herself that she could actually be fit for marriage. jasper was a great man who carried the correct value and morale. a great family behind him, and supported dani. there weren't corners of their relationship she wanted to search for the exit. it felt...comfortable. reaching across the table, the brunette pinched a square pastry into her mouth. the lemon instantly melted against her taste buds. she'd been glazing her eyes over the woman. subtle, but observant. "'suppose options never hurt." she added with a small sigh. "i like the chocolate orange mousse. feels indulgent without being too heavy." it was then dani pushed the small cup towards vera. keeping the control, she took the other woman's spoon from her hands, and dipped it into the velvety dessert. "try it." holding the spoon, dani's warm hues waited for the woman to indulge. "i will say, jasper hate's when i flick on Bravo." lips stretched, "can't help myself." the company, vera's company, was good.

there was no such thing as a small decision when it came to weddings. that extended to something that some might see as trivial as dessert. vera had seen all sorts of brides, the ones who had planned out everything before she even came into the picture. the others who weren't too sure and she had no idea which dani was. she nodded, laughing a bit," hasn't it bitten everyone?" her gaze traveled across the table as she took a bite of one of the salted caramel chocolate tarts. it was the perfect bite as it landed on her tongue. one of the perks of her job was times like the one they currently were sharing. she nodded as she went to write down another note," and you know there are those crazy people who don't like cake." her gaze lifted when she realized that dani was sliding a cup towards her. it took her a second to realize that it was chocolate orange mousee. her eye brow arched up as the spoon was taken from her," it looks almost too pretty to eat." the spoon was dipped into the dessert before being brought up towards her. maybe she should have reached to take it. instead, she leaned down to take the spoon into her mouth. the taste seemed to burst on her tongue as she pulled back," bravo? how can he hate that?" she leaned back and propped her chin on her hand," we all have our pleasures that we indulge in, don't we?"

CATHERINE EARNSHAW & HEATHCLIFF — "Wuthering Heights" 2026 dir. Emerald Fennell

There was obviously a strong hesitancy on Alessia's part to share what was going on inside. His eyebrows furrowed as he looked her over unsure of what to make of it. "Ok well then I don't understand why you can't let me in then." Even her admission of being in the middle of a show seemed vague. "What do you mean... that sounds pretty - normal?" He thought out loud with a scoff. "I don't care if you're watching some boring show like that Love Island crap. C'mon open the door let me in. You can at least keep my dick warm or something," he insists pushing his foot in the open space of the door. "I'm not leaving," he adds as if that's even necessary.

it felt like no matter what she said, he wasn't going to listen or understand. maybe he was playing dumb, but alessia didn't know. she wasn't too sure what more she could do," i don't get why you want to be in here so badly." she thought that by saying she was in the middle of a show, that he'd get the point. instead he seemed to take things in a whole other direction. another groan came from her as she glanced down at the floor," for-you really think i'd not let you in because i'm watching garbage tv?" her gaze went towards his foot tha the shoved into the crack of the door," for crying out-i'm doing a cam show! okay?" she felt like she couldn't dance around it anymore, and hoped that he wouldn't freak out on her.

when she came over to hang out, she didn't think she'd be hit in the face with all of these feelings. she bit into her lower lip as wyatt continued and she inhaled sharply. her brow furrowed until he was pulling her into a kiss. she gasped against his lips and then he's talking again and she was being pressed against the wall. "wyatt..." she breathed and she raised her eyebrows as he pressed. her lips parted and she felt like her heart was going to fly out of her chest and she tried to speak, but then he was pinning her wrists above her head and his other hand is buried between her thighs. she whined and her legs shook a little, " -- fuck," she whispered and closed her eyes for a moment. "this was just sex, wy. but...f-fine. i do. i feel something for you. something beyond the sex. i'm just scared."

maybe he had reached his breaking point, but he didn't care. all that wyatt was concerned with was making her understand where he was coming from. it felt like she was tormenting him, and didn't know it. if she did? he had no idea what he would do with that. he groaned as she breathed his name," hm?" he didn't want to hear her speak, unless it was to admit the truth. his hold on her wrists was tight as his hand slid beneath the waistband of her panties. his fingers were greedy as they explored every inch of her," it hasn't been just sex in weeks sweetheart," he breathed," and you thought that you would just keep pretending? keep driving me crazy like i'm about to do to you?" he had thought that he wouldn't give him what he wanted so fast, but he felt determined. he wanted to wreck her like she wrecked him.

" for as long as i want it ? " leah arched her eyebrow. even though she had caught him wandering off the corners of his mind, she didn't take it personally. instead, she took it as an opportunity, something exciting that could turn into something just as playful. " i kinda like that, you know ? " she added, blue eyed gaze lifting to meet his, fixed on him and nothing else. " tell me more, mason. what did you have in mind ? "

"if you want it?" he told her, not sure if there was a point. he knew that sometimes he couldn't focus. it wasn't something that he did on purpose. he wasn't too sure what she was thinking, but noticed she didn't seem angry with him," you do?" he wasn't too sure what to think of that," i'm thinking it'd just bore you, it's mostly things about work and how i'm behind."