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Tears in My Eyes, Pleasure Between My Thighs (Black World Order). Black world order
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- Date de parution28/10/2025
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- ÉditeurHamza elmir
Résumé
She wasn't looking for love. She was looking for a man who didn't ask-he took. A man whose lips could read her sins and whose hands could forgive them. Natalie DeWitt had built her world out of glass and gloss-always clean, always in control. Forty-six, successful, untouched by anything that wasn't scheduled or sanitized. But every night, she dreamt of a different kind of control. One she'd never admit, one she'd never dare chase. Until she met him. Roman Black wasn't just a man.
He was an event. Tall, dark, devastating. A man who didn't flirt-he devoured. He walked like the world owed him worship, and when he spoke, her thighs clenched on instinct. He didn't come to save her. He came to unravel her. This story isn't about romance. It's about release. It's about the moment a woman finally stops apologizing for being hungry. And the Black god who fed her in ways she never saw coming.
He was an event. Tall, dark, devastating. A man who didn't flirt-he devoured. He walked like the world owed him worship, and when he spoke, her thighs clenched on instinct. He didn't come to save her. He came to unravel her. This story isn't about romance. It's about release. It's about the moment a woman finally stops apologizing for being hungry. And the Black god who fed her in ways she never saw coming.
She wasn't looking for love. She was looking for a man who didn't ask-he took. A man whose lips could read her sins and whose hands could forgive them. Natalie DeWitt had built her world out of glass and gloss-always clean, always in control. Forty-six, successful, untouched by anything that wasn't scheduled or sanitized. But every night, she dreamt of a different kind of control. One she'd never admit, one she'd never dare chase. Until she met him. Roman Black wasn't just a man.
He was an event. Tall, dark, devastating. A man who didn't flirt-he devoured. He walked like the world owed him worship, and when he spoke, her thighs clenched on instinct. He didn't come to save her. He came to unravel her. This story isn't about romance. It's about release. It's about the moment a woman finally stops apologizing for being hungry. And the Black god who fed her in ways she never saw coming.
He was an event. Tall, dark, devastating. A man who didn't flirt-he devoured. He walked like the world owed him worship, and when he spoke, her thighs clenched on instinct. He didn't come to save her. He came to unravel her. This story isn't about romance. It's about release. It's about the moment a woman finally stops apologizing for being hungry. And the Black god who fed her in ways she never saw coming.
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