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The only problem is that while the entire town knows that the Sheriff is head over heels for the quiet librarian, Peter seems at best oblivious and at worst not interested. After being faced with the temptation of Peter in tights Nick finally breaks down and asks Peter to dinner and is elated when he accepts.
When disaster strikes in the form of an ill-timed kiss Nick has to make a choice.
Is he willing to finally give up on being with Peter? He tastes better than Nick had ever imagined, salty but not too bitter, and he still smells like soap and fresh clean skin. He wants Peter to come, wants to taste it, to have him lose control inside of his mouth with the knowledge that Nick was the one who drove him to such extremes. Peter comes hard and suddenly across his tongue, and Nick swallows it down and keeps sucking. Instead he grabs him by the hips and flips him over onto his stomach so he can spread him open and press his tongue against his hole.
He fucks Peter slow and steady with his tongue, bites gently at his rim just to feel him jump and twitch, and then slides a finger in alongside his tongue just to hear him whine high in his throat.
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Nick keeps going, adds another finger and then another, licks around them and between them, loosens Peter up for his cock because he wants nothing between them, not even the slick slide of lube. I want it, I want it, come on, Nick, please. Give it to me. Come on, come on, come on! Nancy S at ocanana gmail. We love the holidays, we love making our readers happy and we love giving away swag.
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When they ask her out on a date, she wonders if they have more than a friendly interest in her. Anthony and Dominick are two sex-hungry demons who enjoy bringing innocents to Hell. They particularly love to collect and play with women. Chris and Nick admit they want to explore a relationship with her. Heather considers it until they deny having sex with her the night before. Anthony and Dom show up later and reveal the truth. In a strange turn of events, she will have to decide if she wants an eternity filled with playful sex in Hell, or a chance with two men who care for her. Anthony had heard the call first.
He and Dom had been drinking at The Morning After bar in Hell when Heather had said those sweet words every demon loves to hear. They stood behind her, invisible to all, watching and listening to her talk to her friend and the two men she wanted to take to her bed. Other demons had popped in, but as soon as they saw Dom and Anthony, they vanished. With the decreased amount of new demons arriving, word had to be spreading that Anthony had claimed this innocent. What is it with women today? Anthony chuckled at his longtime friend.
The men are nothing like us.
These females are horny as the devil himself. More workers. More slaves. More freebies. Yes, they would greatly perk up the place.
For the last couple of years, the atmosphere down south had been dull. Few humans had sold their souls, which forced many establishments to shut down or reduce operating hours. Over the centuries, it was common to go through a dry spell for a while. Then business would pick up. In the last few months, the tide had shifted some and more souls populated Hell.
Soon, businesses could flourish. Anthony shook his head, and his sandy-blond strands fell forward over his shoulders. Each soul delivered meant a demon earned points, which counted toward retirement. Anthony cared little about the point system. And unlike Dom, he lacked motivation to be a slave driver. Sure, Anthony took pride in his job and delivered plenty of souls to Hell.
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But he simply wanted to enjoy women—taste them, bite them, fuck them senseless, and hear them scream. If he had a flaw, it was his craving for women. And there would be another at some point. Your cock always seems to find the best women. Together, they teleported to Damnation Alley in Hell. Demons chatting and laughing walked along the street.
Music from one of the clubs attracted a line of demons and damned souls.