A story in which a 35 year old business woman finds herself infatuated with Her CEO's son she was asked to teach. Things escalate when she starts to find it harder and harder to keep her dominant side at bay when it comes to keeping the boy in line.

I can't help the moan that escapes my mouth at the taste of her tongue against mine, and my hips pulse reflexively up to meet hers. But before I can reach the heat emanating from her core, she grasps my neck in her hand and pushes me away, pressing me into the couch, my breath coming out in pants once I'm disconnected from her. It takes a few seconds for my dazed eyes to make out the expression on her face, and I notice that, while her lips are swollen with my kisses, her eyebrows are pulled forward in frustration. "Kai." She lowly whispers my name and pulls the hand that isn't tightly grasping my neck out to caress my cheek. I can't tell whether to bask in her attention or obsess over the fact that I did something wrong. "Stay still," The right hand clasping my neck tightens to the point where I gasp for breath, but quickly releases soon after. My dick jumps in my briefs at the feeling and I blush, secretly hoping she didn't notice. By the way that her eyes light up and her eyebrows release to a more neutral stance, I can tell that she did. But there's no time to acknowledge that because her next words and actions render me breathless. "Remember, I am in control." She states, and then pushes her pelvis so that her heated core presses right against my aching cock. *** In which an inexperienced college freshman catches the eye of a sinful Dominatrix who wants to take every ounce of his innocence... WARNING: This story isn't limited to BDSM. It explores the kink world. And as you may or may not know, kinks go beyond pain/pleasure. If you're brave enough, check it out ;) *Trigger Warnings are provided in the first chapter* **The female lead is older by several years - suck it up sweetie, you'll survive** 110,000 - 120,000 Words

"He fulfilled her deepest desires." On a journey to fulfill the desires spewing inside her, Abigail Bennett finds herself at an anonymous club that looks more like Greek Heaven than a shabby BDSM establishment. It is the perfect place to meet the Greek God that is Preston Trice. He's ruthless, robust, arrogant, and believes he can walk on water. Most of all he's willing to fulfill all of Abigail's fantasies as long as she gives him total control. Drawn to a life she only read about in books and fantasied about in her dreams, Abigail is taken on a sexual awakening that enlightens her entire being. → | completed | → | highest ranking #1 in general fiction | Copyright © 2018 by paudickson. All Rights Reserved. Collared is completed and available on AMAZON for purchase as an ebook or FREE with Kindle Unlimited. You can head over to my profile for the link.

After two years of mixing drinks at a local bar and serving caramel macchiatos to the stereotypical, teenage girl to help pay for college tuition, Esme manages to quit both jobs after receiving a check--one that would solve her financial burdens--from an overly generous customer. The same customer just so happens to have the same name as the Governor's wife and head councilwoman. Of course, there's a catch--taking the check means taking the offer that follows. Naive Esme Holland does, diving into unfamiliar territory, at the mercy of seductive huntress . The Perfect Scandal is your modern home-wrecker novel twisted with unrequited love and kink. (New Adult)

The world had gone to hell long ago, taken over by the vampire race. In order to keep some sort of peace in our land, the Vampire Lords made a consecutive agreement. The rich and powerful humans could survive just as they had been, untouched by the vampires save for the occasional blood collections, or so they thought In reality, we were all under their control. Castles spread out throughout our land, one landing in each city. Each castle varied in the number of vampires residing there, but all of them carried a Lord. The Lords were the ones in charge in every city, whether we liked it or not. The vampires often roam through the city, making sure that everyone was in order and no one stepped out of line. If you stepped out of line, you died, end of story. Even if the rich were still under their control, their lives were still better than the poor. The poorest lives held a much worse fate. The men were to be put to work as slaves, whether that meant serving a specific vampire, or just building their castles, they were slaves. The women were to be pets. Pets were the lowest rank you could have. They were forced into cages that were too small to stand in with collars around their necks. They spent their lives in pet shops, just waiting for the dreadful day that they'll be bought. They were treated like animals, trained into what their master wanted, and punished if they misbehaved. Those who were lucky enough to live through that, we're to be slaughtered for their blood at age twenty-five in an act to make sure that our population would stay steady. I was born into this world. Born into this world full of blood-sucking monsters. Except, I was one of the lucky ones. Was. It all ended for me when I was 12, when I was taken away from the last bit of hope and family that I had left. Ever since then, I've lived in a cage, just rotting away, waiting, dreading for the day that some monster would make me his. This is my life. I am a pet. ~~~ Cover by: @mshacake

She remembered her scent. It seemed to verify her aura. Her scent was cherry Coke and cigarettes. The latter one was passed onto her, especially after she had handed her her first cigarette only three months ago. Three months was all it took for her to develop that bad habit, but it wasn't the first nor the only one she developed in that period of time. Now she laid on the roof where she had smoked her first cigarette three months ago, and she glanced over at the full can of cherry Coke sitting on the concrete next to her, almost as if it were mocking her. A dull ache formed in her heart, a hollow, resounding ache that penetrated her deepest core. The sudden burning sensation in her fingers made her realize that the cigarette was burned to its very end, and maybe so was she. -♤-♤-♤-♤-♤-♤-♤-♤-♤-♤- August is attending Cornell University as a creative writing major, and while at a college party her friends dragged her to much to her dismay, she stumbles upon a gang in an alleyway and sees something she shouldn't have. With her life now in danger, she has to deal with the consequences of that night-which includes the leader of the Blue Porcelain gang, Willow, a tall and brooding woman whose green eyes would put the girl in more danger than being caught in a spiderweb of New York gangs ever could. [tw: violence, sex]

"So." She mused, sliding one black nail across her lip in a sensual caress as she stared at me with eyes the color of molten gold. "You are the one they call Huntress." Disregarding the pain in my side from the most recent beating, I straightened my shoulders and stood tall, my chin jutting out in defiance. "Yes." "Mm." Those intriguing eyes watched me from her languid position on the throne. "But, you are not just a huntress, are you?" I allowed the predatory instincts I usually worked so hard to keep hidden, to surface, feeling the burning of my eyes and shifting of bones under my skin. A slow grin slid across my face as my beast stared back at her through my human skin. The Queen didn't react to my sudden change of character, instead choosing to lean forward in interest. "How fascinating." • Once, the world was ruled by humans and technology. They were governed by a president that made choices for all. Vampires, werewolves alike hid their existence from the humans for centuries, blending in as a whole. Now, they hid no more. States are now territories governed by kings and queens, humans are regarded and used for no more than their blood and body before they are discarded and forgotten. Werewolves and vampires were at war, and it was said that the wolves had all been but snuffed out, save for one. When Adira is captured while hunting outside her homeland, she is unexpectedly sold to the Queen in the North. Wolf blood is sacred, it is said to hold inexplainable powers, and as the only wolf-borne known to humans and vampires alike, Adira fears for her life. Thrown into a world governed by everything she's been trained to hate, Adira fights for her rightful place in the world, a seat at the Queen's side. But proving her worth won't be easy, the price for failure is her life.

Enid is moving across the world to attend university. Away from all that she knows, she soon finds herself at the center of three men's unyielding attention. Three men who are her professors. Inexperienced and innocent, she is the exact opposite of these dark, possessive men. And she is everything they've always wanted.