⚠️SMUTTY ONESHOTS⚠️ This book is intended for readers aged 18 and above. It contains mature content, including graphic language, sexual themes, expect explicit scenes, questionable decisions, and every trope I could think of. Read responsibly... or don't. This book is unapologetically sexual, exploring the intense chemistry between Black women and men and women from different backgrounds. this is my first published book so if you see me fumbling, no, you didn't. 😗 If you read it, I hope you enjoy the ride. If not, no hard feelings-bye-bye! I'm always Editing, so who knows, maybe next time!🤗 P.S. Don't be shy-feel free to make requests!

"please, Melanie... I wanna talk" I sighed before getting in her car.But I didn't look at her face, instead looking out the window She instantly put her hand on my exposed thigh and gently rubbed it "fuck melanie, what are you doing to me" She said under her breath I continued looking out the window. "Mel, look I know you want me and you know I want you too. I also know that you wanna act like the perfect girl at school and no one should know you're gay-" I didn't let her finish "what does that have to do wit-" "shhh, keep that pretty mouth closed while I talk" she whispered her hand slowly travelling higher up my thigh "let's keep messing around... But secretly, I get to keep my girlfriend and you get to keep yours" Her sexy voice going deeper than usual "yeah.. But-" "no Mel, let's just go to my place to Fuck... I need pussy right now " she groaned running her hand through her hair

Here's a list of my favorite BWWM themed books that I recommend to you.

Violet was settled in her life. She had a rewarding career, beautiful home, and the perfect life. She was childless and had no thought of a man. That was just the way she liked it. Until, he came along... Marco was a biker who never knew life without his club. He was content with leading his club and living the remainder of his life as a bachelor. Women were nothing more than a good time, just not for a long one. Until, she came along... Rankings! #1 bwwm #1 blackwoman #1 blackandwhite #4 love #1 interracial #1 wmbw #1 motorcycle

𝑀𝐴𝑇𝑈𝑅𝐸 𝐶𝑂𝑁𝑇𝐸𝑁𝑇! 𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑛𝑜 𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑡 ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑖𝑠 𝑜𝑏𝑠𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑜𝑛. He is obsessed with me.. Will Alheri find love out of one's obsession or will his possessiveness run her away? Rowan Salvatore is a well known Don he runs businesses, gangs And a Mafia, he has never been obsessed before or in love but it all suddenly changed when he saw 𝐴𝑙ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑖 𝑆𝑚𝑖𝑡ℎ. "𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙖𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙗𝙚 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙚 𝘼𝙡𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙞 𝙧𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩"

BOOK 1 MATURE CONTENT 18+ Read at your own risk I slowly lifted the thin long sleeve over her head and she sat up a little in the process to help me. As if I wasn't hard enough her pierced hard brown nipples stood straight out begging to be touched. I brought my left hand up to rub and pull on one of her nipples making her release a low moan. I attached my lips to the other sucking on it and flicking my tongue at it getting a good shake out of her. My hand that wasn't busy made its way into the band of her shorts to find she wasn't wearing any panties underneath. "Traviesa." I say meeting her lips with mines again as I swiped two fingers along her soaking wet slit. "Fuck neonata, you're so wet." I say against her lips and she bit back a moan at my words that clearly affected her. I then dipped a finger into her tight hole and she attempted to clamp her legs shut only for me to push them back up so they were bent at her sides. I sent a harsh slap to her inner thigh close to her clothed pussy startling her but she moaned at the feeling. - A story in which a young naive girl gets affiliated with Mateo Ayala-Ricci with many skeletons in the closet RANKINGS ⭐️: #1 in Cartel #2 in Rich #3 in illegal #5 in Agegap #8 in submissive #7 in blackgirl #2 in mobster #9 in drug #13 in Don #25 in BWWM ©Copyright 2021. All rights reserved. This fanfic may not be reproduced, displayed, modified or distributed without the express prior written permission of the copyright holder. For permission contact @OtakuFaerie- on wattpad.com. Thank you.

I was drowning in her kiss. The intensity of it filled me with sensations I'd never felt before. I taste her and I realize I've been starving. I have loved before, but never quite like this. I have kissed before, but never did it consume me like this. It lasts for a second, maybe a minute or maybe even an hour, I'm not sure. I'm drowning and drowning and sinking to the bottom of the ocean in her kiss, in her soft embrace. I never thought I could feel wanted like this before and it's intoxicating and it's swallowing me whole. It started off passionate, but we got desperate. The kiss got deeper as we got hungrier, it feels like even my hands can't bring her close enough to me. - LEIGHTON VALAK .. and in which, emotionally unavailable Alea John gets paired up with the rich golden boy on campus, Leighton Valak for a tutoring opportunity- what could go wrong? Or, in simpler words.. An unloveable boy and a girl who cannot love. highest rankings #1 - sadromance #1 - bwwm #1 - banter #1 - badboygoodgirl #2 - bwwm #2 - drama #2 - maybesmut #3 - maybesmut #10 - enemiestolovers #23 - banter

"I bet you do this to all your potential girlfriends." "Just the ones I actually like." - Nova befriends Kit Richardson who denies that he even likes her. Then she gets under Harvey's wing and it's an all out war.

Blake Myers was supposed to be a lawyer, not a stripper. But when every door slammed in her face and debt doubled, she found herself dancing at Play Bunnies Den. One rule. No falling for the clients. Then Roman Ferrari walked in. Powerful. Cold. Death wrapped in a tailored suit. Roman doesn't chase women, he owns them. But when Blake dances for him, something cracks. She's fire he can't control, temptation he can't ignore. One dance turns into a dangerous obsession. One night drags her into his world of blood, secrets, and sin. Now, Roman's willing to burn his empire to keep her. And Blake's about to learn that falling for a man like him doesn't just break hearts, it changes everything. *Mature and Violent content!*

His body was as powerful and sexual as I remembered it, he had gotten another tattoo on his shoulder since the last time, a few more scars then I remembered on his chest. His back rippled with muscles as he pulled on a fresh white shirt, my eyes transfixed as he took his time buttoning it up. Somehow it was almost more of a turn on watching him put on his clothes than him taking them off, almost. He wiped the blood off his hands with a kitchen apron in a slow steady motion and I pressed myself back against the wall when his eyes focused on me. My eyes flittered to the back door and I battled with myself on whether or not I could make it before he caught me, I couldn't. He tossed the apron over an empty sink and stalked towards me slowly, a predator in every sense of the word and my eyes drifted to the bloody mess of a man on the kitchen floor, was that going to be me in a second? He stopped just in front of me and reached out to stroke my cheek and I closed my eyes, leaning into his touch despite knowing better. My eyes snapped open when he grabbed my chin tightly and forced me to look at him, was this it, was he going to snap my neck and dispose of my body now? "Touch another man again, and I will kill you" his voice was low and promising and I swallowed as he let go of my chin, pressing a rough kiss to my lips before grabbing my elbow and dragging me out of the kitchen. So much for that arrangement...