𝗖𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗹𝗲𝘁𝗲| 𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗰𝗰𝗼 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗸𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗻 ❝I need you to stop moving. Each time you move I'll spank you❞ she nodded. Simply just nodded, and relaxed her body. She didn't want to be spanked. I let her go and lifted my right knee closer to her clit, actually pressing it against her this time. Her body let out a small and sharp inhale, making me smile a bit. I'm sure she's so sensitive right now. Her body full of arousal. "You like that? You like feeling my knee against your pussy don't you?" I slowly started to move my knee around to see her reaction, and it was greater than I thought it would be. A small moan fell from her lips, making me smile as I slid my hand underneath her hips, this time encouraging her to move. "Move your hips just like that. I want to feel your pussy against my knee" I whispered to her. I can tell by the way her eyes dimmed that she had never done this before, but she was so ready to that she did exactly as I said. Her breathing got deeper as she began lifting her hips to fully meet the base of my knee, softly grinding herself against me. I hummed as I watched her, watching her literally move her hips to receive her first orgasm. The way her hips moved made my dick throb even harder, I could only imagine what she looked like if she was to ride me. She took her lip between her teeth and almost instantly I wanted to come. I was already straining myself and trying not to, but the sight of her doing that makes me almost fall apart. ˣ An Angel deprived of her sexual innocence, introduced to a new sexual experience that may turn her world upside down. A devil who enjoys depriving angels of their innocence, introducing her to a world she may never get used to. #1 Submissivefemale #1 sexualcontent #1 dominantmale #1 adultthemes #1 blackwomanwhiteman #1 manxwoman #2 Darling

[ 18+ ] "Let my tongue explain how bad I crave you." He whispered softly, and then I was fully and completely his. ------- Is being edited at the moment but the story is still up! [**will contain sexual content/triggering themes, if you are under 18 I advise you not to read, but if you do I can't stop you.**] #1 : italianmafia - 2021-07-31 #1 : dominantmale - 2021-04-22 #1 : possessivemale - 2021-07-15 #1 : lightbdsm - 2021-07-15 #1 : age-gap - 2021-04-24 #1 : ava - 2021-05-04 #1 : drugcartel - 2021-05-12 #1 : manxwoman - 2021-05-12 #1 : kitten - 2021-05-28 #2 : adult - 2021-06-05

Book 1. Eros; passion, lust and pleasure -- in other words, romantic and passionate love. A passionate physical and emotional love based on aesthetic enjoyment; stereotype of romantic love. ➼ "You made me feel things I didn't believe in anymore." ~ Amara Torres: the brains behind the Torres mafia, a highly skilled assassin, a model - retired - with a whole new identity which is now in the past. Dominic D'Agostino, a friendly - not so much to Amara who had to go out her way to hunt him down only for him to change her life. The two completely opposite yet so alike, so unsteady about their love. When it seems as if their path to love is starting to clear up, here comes Lorenzo D'Agostino - a whirlwind in their path - the boss of the D'Agostino's, Dominic's older brother. What happens when Amara is met with both brothers who are so polar opposite to one another. One who keeps her calm and grounded and the other erratic and volatile. Now which one does she exactly need in her life? ➼ #1 in mob ~ 18|03|2021 #1 in lovehexagon ~ 6|04|2021 #3 in twinflame ~ 11|04|2021 #3 in lovetriangle ~ 13/11/2021e

"The Mob Boss and the Stripper" - Suffering from an abusive relationship, Emilia didn't think her life could get any worse until the night her boyfriend made a deal with the devil and gave her away to the mafia without hesitation in order to save his life and clear his name from his debt. Now, Emilia is stuck even further but little does she know that her life is bound to change forever when she meets the handsome devil, Vincent Fontana. But did it change for the greater or for the worse? ۵ "Who the hell are you?!" I asked in the midst of my panic as I stared at the blue eyed devil sitting down on the couch in front of me. "Allow me to introduce myself..." He chuckled, standing up to his full height that towered mine as he walked closer towards me. He raised his tatted hand up towards my face as he ran his thumb over my bottom lip, leaving my breathing to hitch. "I'm Mr. Fontana, now strip."

❝Like a work of art he had been dying to put on display.❞ Verani Adams finds herself unhappy with the way she's led her life. Between dealing with the consequences of her career choices, the burden to find romance in an era of one night stands, and most of all, figuring out how to fulfill her endless desire for a thrill in everything she does, she decides to apply for an internship in her final year of college, at one of the most profound museums in the city of Paris: Musée de l'Érotisme. Described otherwise as, a museum dedicated to sex. Face to face with the taboo nature that surrounds her job, she meets Damien Dupont, the head director of the renowned museum. Vera learns early on that his expertise goes beyond the creative field, following him into his personal life, and she can't help but feel curious about the various tastes he indulges in. As for him, he gets what he wants, and his eyes are set on the girl in red. *Unedited, this completed version is the first draft. Currently in revision.* 18+ MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY.

"I don't think this would be appropriate, Sir." Roxanne trembles under his tight hold. "I know that." His quiet grave voice caught her squeezing her sex. His calloused hand was unsteadily moving down her body as if he wanted to feel all of her at once. "Sir..?" Nothing. Just his hand migrates down south of her shaking body, tight with arousal and fear. Aroused by his audacity to touch her like this. Fear of what would happen when they both get caught. These thoughts travelled around her mind like a shark dangerously gliding around its prey. The prey being this man, though everything of him screamed predatory. The sound of the zip being pulled down ran as a warning between them. Each knowing of the consequence but they couldn't be pulled away from this wired up brunt that was waiting to happen. "Don't sir." She said more boldly. Trying to gain some moral ground before all tumbles. But she was too late. Too fucking late as his big finger delved into her fleshy mound, soaked with desire and she grasped, looking up at him with wanton need. He blatantly watching her face morph into an unspeakable pleasure as he moves his finger in and out of her pudgy snatch. "Never stop me Roxanne. The only time you ever will is when I'm done feasting on this pussy-" slapping her there, highlighting her acute senses more sharply. He continues, lowering his voice as he says "-so many times." ----------------------- Roxanne Jones a college student was studying English literature as her honours degree. She was bold and yet there was bit of timidness whenever she encountered a male- especially if it's her ruggedly good looking professor Jax Blade Williams. Everything about him was so wrong but it made her wet every time he gave a lecture in class. He was a great teacher, charming to its core and very popular with the ladies. But what will happen when Jax locks eye with the raven beauty who can taste her insatiable need of something very forbidden.

**X-Rated!** MATURE SCENES HIGHLY ADDICTIVE 18+ **This story is currently being split into 3 separate books. This part is all 3 books into one as a "rough-draft" in a sense. So it may read rushed with LOTS of changing dramatics and scenes. Just a heads up to future readers.** Much love. Molly was an IT grad who moved clear across the country and into a house that neighbored a famous porn star. She had never seen a man like him with her own eyes. And being the shy girl that she was, she always watched him from the windows, careful not to be caught. But when they meet for the first time, the fantasy Molly had created about him was destroyed and she was about to be torn from her comfort zone into a world she had never experienced before. **I DO NOT OWN THE RIGHTS TO THE PHOTO'S PROVIDED IN THIS STORY**

"He'd pay me two grand a month to sleep with me?" "No. He'd pay you two grand a 𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘬." ... Maggie is a college student working as a stripper in Las Vegas when a close friend approaches her with a proposition. High-end escorting. Desperate to gain independence and pay off a variety of debts, the offer seems more than tempting. Cut off from her family and their illegally-gained wealth, she decides to make money with the only thing that is truly hers: her body. As she pursues a profession in sex work as a way to regain control of her life, her dark past comes back to haunt her, throwing quite a wrench into her plans. Maggie tries to mask her previous losses with love in its various forms. But what is the reality of finding true love when your job is getting paid to sleep with other people? ... *Frequent explicit sexual content, intended for 18+ audiences ONLY. This story is stand alone. You DO NOT need to read the first story to understand this one, but there will be a major spoiler in the second half. Please remember to vote and comment!

Warning: Contains graphic scenes, mature language, and swearing. (Sequel to His Wicked Ways) He's a lethally cold and impassioned bastard, and she loathed him. He's the reason for her father's death. But why does her heart stutter just his mere presence? She should feel murderous, not aroused. She should feel vengeful, not blissful. Is it wrong to Fall For Her Nightmare? ...... Isaias Vitale, a Mobs most feared assassin. He's the living dead. Hunting traitors and killing without remorse. She's Angel Rose Viggorini, an Angel who became vengeful after her father's death.

Warning: THIS BOOK IS FOR MATURE READERS ONLY (18+). CONTAINS MATURE SCENES, VIOLENCE, AND LOTS OF CURSING. (A sequel to The Infamous Rafael Valiente, Giovanni Santorini's story) EXCERPT: "I need that tape, Gio. I know you could have it anytime you want, kiddo. I fucking know you're holding the ace!" His expectant voice reaches my ears, barking at me like I was his pawn. It didn't sit well with me. Anger bubbles up in my system, my vision morphs darkly, and I envisioned blood oozing out of his chest, head blows up with brains splattered in tiny pieces. I'm not fucking use her. She is my precious prize possession, and nobody fucking ordered me to do such thing, especially not my Bambolina. My eyes twitched as I simply cocked my head at Vito, my loyal underboss, sharing him a clear message. He surreptitiously nods his head back at me, signaling he gets the message. ............. Giovanni Santorini is defined to all Italian's business enemies as the dirty ruthless megalomaniac businessman. For the women, Giovanni Santorini is the living Zeus of Italian. What does he like to do? Play dirty games are his sports. Strip and ravish a woman are his hobbies. Commitment and love are his dislikes. Winning a challenge is his main goal. Then a challenge begun when he met the stormy-eyed fiery spirited Athena Giudici - who brought storms in his peaceful rather cold heart - in a very ungracious situation became a challenge which he wanted to win. Will this challenge be a deserving goal to win? And is he capable of bringing her in his dark dangerous world he's living in? .......... A STEAMY MAFIA ROMANCE, SPRINKLED WITH HUMOR, AND DASH OF FAMILY SECRETS. A refeshing mafia romance story.