"I could tutor you, but I don't think you'd be able to concentrate." • • • When Cassandra Berry gets offered a shitload of money and a place at any college of her choice, just to con a man and getting pregnant with a said man, the answer seems pretty straight forward; Yes. - But Harry Xavier Devon is no mere fool. With two millennium prizes on his back and renowned around the world as the next Newton within mathematics, Harry easily sees through his brother's ploy to have a woman seduce him and get her pregnant when he himself can't have children. His brother in desperate need of an heir for his business empire, but Harry has no intentions of playing the scapegoat. Flipping the play against his brother, he pays Cassandra double the money to continue lying to his brother that they *are* having sex. He thinks he's gotten his revenge when it suddenly appears he's gotten more than he bargained for. Cassandra is no shy woman, or as previously thought, just a money-grabbing whore. Stuck in the same house together for a whole summer could prove to teach the mathematician that some things can *never* be calculated... - Especially when dealing with a (horny) woman.

"You have no idea what you fucking do to me, princess." He says while slowly closing the space between us, his lips brushing against mine. I had the urge to hold back a moan as he pressed his lips against mine. And God he tasted like heaven Warning: Mature language and mature scenes

𝗹𝗮𝘀𝗰𝗶𝘃𝗶𝗼𝘂𝘀 /𝗹əˈ𝘀ɪ𝘃ɪə𝘀/ 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝗿 𝗿𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗻 𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘁 𝘀𝗲𝘅𝘂𝗮𝗹 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗼𝗿 𝗱𝗲𝘀𝗶𝗿𝗲. "I have always been a sinner, but being with you is something I will not repent for..." Stelliana Altieri is perfect in the eyes of society. She has everything anybody could ever ask for and can simply do no wrong. But, behind closed doors, she's drowning in deep waters and slowly gives up trying. Dante De Stafano is a callous and stern man who's haunted by the demons of his past. No matter how hard he tries everything seems to catch up with him until, bit by bit, the broken man becomes almost unfixable. On one cold and starless night they end up finding each other in the dark, and instead of turning back they continued to walk forward. It was forbidden and cruel. Until they finally found the surface.

"You're going to let me fuck you like a good girl?" he asks and leans down, "Because you are, aren't you? A good girl?" . . . Elena Amoretto has always been smitten by the one and only, Ares Aetos. For three years, she's adored him from afar. Admiring the god of war and falling deeper into her obsession. While Ares can't seem to stand her. Where she's infatuated with him, he merely acknowledges her existence. While being the center of the spotlight herself. As the front woman of the rising band Icarus, Elena has to face the world while struggling with anxiety. To make matters worse, Ares is the drummer of the band rivaling hers, Dopamine. And just as fate would have it, his band and hers are touring together. She's supposed to hate him. But how could she? When all she does is drown in the blue of his eyes and willingly dies at the ruthless hands of Ares? The god of war who brings her down on her knees while she blissfully falls into his melancholy.

❝Read me your favorite pieces of poetry while I please you❞ I feel his hardness grow underneath me and watch as his chest begins to rise and fall. His lips part open with heavy breaths. I begin to unbutton his shirt slowly, kissing down his neck almost in the worse and possible - teasing way. The cross necklace lying there, his holiness slipping away inch by inch as I leave my sins along his untainted skin. "P-Please" The deep vibration I feel against my lips as they stay on his pulse. I smile and lift my head, with one slow grind of my hips. Alessio let's a hot moan fall from lips. His erection grows harder, as well as the pulse of my clit. My pussy directly above him. "Read to me Alessio" - Honey Rose is a eighteen year old nymphomaniac sin, her desire for sexual pleasure and the way words slipped off her tongue easily without regret, get her sent to Hartford Academy. Where studies and religion are the only things allowed to be spoken in the halls. In which a nymph corrupts the innocence of her Dean's Son. Cover by : RoseEmiliaSnape Highest Rankings - #1 in badgirlgoodboy. #1 in nymph. #1 in unholy. #1 in tension. #1 in naughty. #1 in boarding-school. #2 in forbidden. #2 in tutor. #5 in seduction. #6 in unholy. #7 in lust. #10 in innocent. #11 in temptation.

After a horrible accident, Nemesis Ace has felt nothing but gratitude towards Alessio Romano, the man who had stepped in during one of the most terrifying moments of her life. But that's all he was supposed to be. The man who happened to witness a crime that was about to happen, and saved her. But he wasn't. The gratitude turned into something else. A crush. But crushes can get out of hand really quick. And dangerous.

Book 3 of New York series (Does not need to be read as a series) His hand travelled further up my thigh causing my skirt to move along with it. I bit my lip even harder. "Now Adalyn ,if I do this, there's no escaping me. You're mine after. No one else. Only mine. Meaning no other man or woman will ever touch you like I do. Never. Only me. Do you understand?" I brought my eyes up to his and nodded my head. He squeezed my upper thigh and I let my lip go to gasp. "Use your words my sweet girl. Do you understand?" My breaths came out hard and heavy. My chest heaved up and down rapidly. "I understand Axel. I understand." His smirk deepened. A loud moan escaped my mouth and I arched my back off the bed at the feeling of his warm hand suddenly cupping my flower. "Good girl. My good girl." He huskily whispered in my ear. ****** A shy, harmless girl with a deep past meets a man she doesn't recognise. The pull she feels towards him is indescribable. A well-known, ruthless CEO that has had a life of gold casts his eyes on a girl that instantly enraptures his attention. #32 business #13 soft #46 cute #443 love #1 quiet #3 kinky #1 soulmates #2 shy #3 beautiful Cover made by @AnonymousssN

•SEQUEL TO COMPLETE ME• [COMPLETED] Lily Morello and Aleksio Bogdani have been friends since they were little kids. Now they are older but are yet to acknowledge their strong feelings for each other. To make things worse, Lily's overprotective dad, Kaden, will do anything to make sure Aleksio stays far away from his little girl. Especially when Aleksio is following in his father's footsteps by being a part of the Albanian Mafia.

Nicholas Salvatore the heir to the Salvatore's throne. Born with a diamond spoon in his mouth, he basically had everything in the palm of his hand. A player with the body of a Greek God and face liked a model, the new Don changed women like they were his toys. His hands scarred from murders, dangers lingered wherever he went, his aura had everyone feared his presence. What happened when he met his match? The first woman he wanted but couldn't have. Anastasia Rayne was born to be a killing machine of her father. Trained to seduce and murder since before she even knew what lipstick was, she was a mafia princess after all. The goddess with a figure of an hour glass and eyes that bewitched every guys under her spell. She came to England for a mission under her father command with a perfect plan under her sleeves. A plan that crumbled the moment she met a pair of grey eyes. • book two of the Salvatore's series (can read as a stand-alone) • all images in the book don't belong to me, credit to the rightful owners • cover by @myyyraaa_

"Why did you call me here, Serenity?" He said, stepping closer to me. I stammered as I moved back. His hand slapped against the wall as my back pressed against it. "It was a mistake," I whispered. "Was it?" His hand slid down the wall as he stared intensely into my eyes. "Yes." "Do you want to know what I think? I think you purposely called me and left your door unlocked. You wanted me to walk in on you playing with yourself" Mikkel's hand moved down to pull my robe apart, exposing my naked body. "I don't know what you're talking about," I shook my head, trying to deny the fact that he was indeed right. "I think you do, Serenity. Tell me, did you think about me while your fingers were inside yourself? Did you think about how you'd give everything to have me inside of you again, pounding into you until you're coming and screaming my name?"