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Coffee, Tea, Or BBC?
When pale, sharp-tongued Emily starts her new barista job at Mandingrow Grounds , she thinks it's just another artsy café giguntil she meets the staff. Tall, inked, and unapologetically dominant, the all-Black crew doesn't just roast beansthey break girls . And Emily? She's the only white thing on the menu.
Drawn into a slow burn of teasing, stretching, and submission, Emily's body becomes the café's newest blend: creamy, used, and piping hot. What begins with innuendos and firm hands quickly spirals into a filthy, full-body initiationBBC in her throat, her ass
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Coffee, Tea, Or BBC?

When pale, sharp-tongued Emily starts her new barista job at Mandingrow Grounds, she thinks it's just another artsy café giguntil she meets the staff. Tall, inked, and unapologetically dominant, the all-Black crew doesn't just roast beansthey break girls. And Emily? She's the only white thing on the menu.

Drawn into a slow burn of teasing, stretching, and submission, Emily's body becomes the café's newest blend: creamy, used, and piping hot. What begins with innuendos and firm hands quickly spirals into a filthy, full-body initiationBBC in her throat, her ass stretched beyond its limit, her face glazed like a fresh cinnamon roll in a coffee shop gangbang that's anything but gentle.

Gritty, raw, and dripping with raceplay heat, Coffee, Tea, Or BBC? is a taboo, no-holds-barred fantasy of one white girl's descent into delicious, decadent surrender at the handsand cocksof the Mandingrow crew. She came to learn how to pour lattes.

Now she serves it strong.


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Autorenporträt
With a pen as sharp as a stiletto and prose that pulses with raw, unapologetic desire, Zara Kane has carved her name into the shadowed corners of literary seduction. A recluse by choice and a provocateur by craft, she wields words like a virtuoso, orchestrating tales that leave readers breathless, flushed, and forever altered.

Her world is one of deliberate obscuritya nameless sanctuary where velvet curtains hide ink-stained manuscripts and the echo of whispered secrets. Critics liken her to "a modern-day Scheherazade with a penchant for leather," while readers devour her words like addicts chasing a high.

Zara Kane doesn't write stories. She writes spells.
And once you've fallen under her thrall, there's no going back.

"Desire is the oldest language. I merely teach you how to speak it." Z.K.