I honestly don't have a description for this book, but TRUST me-a lot goes down, and you'll like it.

𝑆𝑎𝑔𝑒 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑒𝑥𝑝𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑏𝑟𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟'𝑠 𝑏𝑒𝑠𝑡 𝑓𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑑 - 𝑓𝑖𝑒𝑟𝑐𝑒, 𝑠𝑒𝑥𝑦, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑖𝑚𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑏𝑙𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑖𝑔𝑛𝑜𝑟𝑒 - 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑎𝑙 ℎ𝑒𝑟 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡. 𝐵𝑢𝑡 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑠𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑘𝑠 𝑓𝑙𝑦, 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑖𝑟𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡𝑒𝑚𝑝𝑡𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑝𝑢𝑙𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑎 𝑠𝑙𝑜𝑤-𝑏𝑢𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝑖𝑟𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑏𝑙𝑒 𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑐𝑎𝑛'𝑡 𝑓𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡.

Jayvon's been in the game too long to trust easy - quiet, sharp, and loyal to the streets that raised him. Justice's the new kid on the block, just trying to stay low and keep outta trouble, but trouble always finds him. When Jayvon steps in one night to stop Justice from getting jumped, they don't speak much - just a nod, a look. But that one moment sparks something neither of them expected. As the block gets hotter and lines get blurred, Jayvon and Justice find themselves pulled deeper into each other's world. In a place where loyalty can get you killed, their bond might be the only thing keeping them alive.

Azyriah and Jade used to play first to twenty-one in a cracked driveway, promising they'd go pro together one day. Back then, winning was just a game. Now it's everything. Senior year puts them on opposite sides of the city's fiercest basketball rivalry, fighting for the same scout, the same scholarship, and the same future. For Azyriah, it's survival. For Jade, it's pride. For both of them, it's personal. When childhood memories turn into weapons and every crossover feels like betrayal, the line between competition and something deeper starts to blur. They were supposed to grow up together. Instead, they have to beat each other. And the worst part? They might still be each other's greatest weakness.

She talk to much, She invade to much, And she's most of all to comfortable. He's mean, He's the plug And most of all I like him.

"I'm on whatever you on baby boy" "I wanna be on you pa"

"Get on your knees baby" she told him, Travis felt like all the butterflies disappeared from earth and decided to all live in his stomach because he could feel the flutter as Astrid gave him the command. "Good boy" she praised, and the praise was doing something to him, he wanted to obey her even more, he wanted her to tell him what to do. And he didn't say anything, Astrid hasn't given him orders to speak yet. Travis can hear Cody's breathing from beside him and he didn't dare look at his best friend, he knew he should feel humiliated that his best friend was standing right there while he let a stranger give him orders but the pleasure wasn't letting him feel that so called embarrassment, in some twisted way, he was enjoying it, a dark part of him wishes Cody would degrade him right now for how he was acting. "Your friend is every obedient is he not" she said between pants as she slowly worked her fingers in and out of her, she looked like she was on cloud nine, Travis eyes trailed from her face to her exposed neck, down to her almost exposed breasts down to her the heat between her legs. He wanted a taste every part of her. Travis heard Cody swallow his saliva as he watched the scene in front of them. "Yes, I did not take him to be such an obedient one" his voice was deep and it sent shivers down Travis's spine. "Crawl to me baby boy, come to mummy" -- Astrid Foster is a Dominatrix, she finds it hard to find men who actually belong to the same lifestyle as she. She gets invited to a party with her best by friends and stumbles upon two best friends Travis Harper and Cody Pierce at the party. She thought they were just normal guys who she would just have a smoke with at the party, but things turn out differently as she finds herself in the middle of a submissive and Dominant, her dream threesome.

Both dominant, both love a challenge...what could go right?

Valeria didn't rush. She never did. Inez was pinned beneath her, wrist locked overhead, the hold precise and impersonal. Not pain. Control. Inez scoffed anyway. "That's it?" she sneered. "I've had tutors scarier than you." Valeria said nothing. The silence pressed in. "You don't scare me," Inez added, louder. Brattier. "You just-" "Enough." One word. Flat. Final. Valeria lifted Inez's chin with two fingers, detached as a correction. "Look at me," she said coolly. "If you're going to embarrass yourself, do it properly." Inez laughed, brittle. "You think this makes you powerful?" "I don't think," Valeria replied. "I decide." Her gaze never wavered. "You provoke because it's the last control you have." "I don't belong to you," Inez snapped. Valeria leaned in, voice razor-thin. "You are my wife. You belong to consequences." She released her grip. "Say it." A"No." Valeria waited. The quiet broke Inez, she hated being ignored. "...I'll behave, I'll be a good girl" Inez muttered. "Specify." Inez swallowed hard. "...I'll be your good girl" Valeria stepped back, already distant. "Good," she said. "Remember why." #1 older women-13th February (FAST PACE BOOK)

Ashanti Leneé Duvan is tired. Tired of college. Tired of fake connections. Tired of people not taking her seriously. A junior in college working toward becoming a psychologist, Ashanti is already overwhelmed-and the semester barely started. Between her anxiety, academic pressure, and a love life full of unserious hoes, she's starting to wonder if she is the problem... or if people just can't handle her. Then there's Chase Tavonii Jackson. A fine, nonchalant stud with tattoos from head to toe, a successful tattoo shop, and a girlfriend she probably shouldn't have. Chase doesn't do feelings-she does distance, rules, and cheating before she can get hurt again. One slutterparty. One shared bedroom. One twenty-minute dare. Boundaries get set. Lines get crossed. And neither of them is ready for what happens when attraction turns into something real. Sometimes the people who swear they don't want you... want you the most.