" you were just begging me to stop now you want more because it feels good doesn't it?" " yes sir." I sniffled. " no, you will take what I give you." " now I'm going to fuck your mouth and you going down be begging to swallow my cum because that's all you are, my little cum slut, aren't you?" He squeezed my throat tightly. " yes sir, I'm your cum slut." He ripped my blindfold off and I first saw him smirking and undoing his jeans. " that's my good girl." Nova Jane a 21-year-old college student comes across this website one night with her best friend. A drunken mistake leads her to a letter saying she's been accepted to one of the top BDSM clubs in New York City. RATINGS 🥇 #1 - praise (9/29/21) #3 BDSM (10/15/21) #3 kinks (1/13/22) #1 degrading (1/13/22) #13 submissive (1/13/22) #1 bdsmclub (9/28/24) Cover by @Iamawriterlol

"Forbidden love provides happiness when there is no happiness." He is my teacher, i am his student. This is wrong but why does it feel so good? Love has no boundaries, the heart wants what it wants. Being exposed to love and the harsh truth of reality, Evangelina vows to never love again until she finds herself falling for her math teacher. Deciding to explore those feelings, little did she know how much hurdles they would have to go through to love each other. Will their love run too hot and go out with a burning flame? Or will they overcome everything that will be thrown at them as they go down the forbidden love road? •••• "Open" He said as he outlined my lips, I opened my mouth and he slowly inserted his middle and ring finger inside, I immediately began to suck on his fingers causing him to smirk "Good girl." 18+! This book was created to bring light to many many issues that teenagers face, I only choose studentxteacher because that is what keeps most of you interested.

'Fuck you,' I breathed, pulling away from the kiss, searching his eyes. He was enjoying it. 'If you keep saying that, maybe you will someday,' he teased, his fingers going into the waistband. Feeling his smooth, long fingers on the skin of my pussy sent shockwaves through my body. He was staring at me, watching my every reaction, and I dared not to look away. I won't give him the satisfaction that I'm enjoying this. 'Feisty, huh?' he taunted, before his fingers slipped to my folds. I could feel my wetness coating his fingers, and I hated myself for getting so wet because of him. ──── ୨୧ ──── Four years ago, he shattered her dignity with a joke at a pool party Not just anyone - her brother's best friend. At fifteen, heartbroken and humiliated by Nolan Delacroix, Liselle left for Spain on a scholarship. Now nineteen, she's older, colder, and has no interest in making peace, especially not with him. She was supposed to spend her last summer in Spain, soaking in the sun with friends. But thanks to her mum's honeymoon plans, she's forced to return home -well to Nolan's home. Living under their roof she's determined to ignore him. Until his swim partner gets injured. Until he begs her to help train for the biggest swimming competition in Spain. She says no then she says yes. Hate turns out to be a really good motivator. So does lust. They agree to keep it physical, a distraction for the summer. Just skin to skin. But the water isn't the only thing heating up. Tension rises, so do the feelings she thought she buried. She swears she hates him, and he swears he hates her, then why can't they keep their hands off each other? Now, Liselle is torn between the country that freed her and the boy who ignites everything. She must decide: Will she dive into the past or swim toward the future? 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐄: ❥mature/sexual themes/smut ❥alcohol references ❥language Started- July 19th, Finished- July 31st

'You see this hair? You can't imagine how many times I've imagined it wrapped in my fists while I fuck your tight, sweet pussy,' he stated, his voice deep and inviting. And gosh, if words could fuck, I'd have an orgasm right now. My breath hitched, and I could feel my chest rising up and down. God, so he thinks of fucking me too? My cheeks reddened as I imagined him pounding into me. 'Do you want me to fuck you, hm?' he asked, his hands twirling my hair, then moving to the curve of my ass. ──── ୨୧ ──── He watches her like a sinner craving salvation- but there's nothing innocent about what he wants. Niccolò Romano isn't her brother. Not by blood. Not by law. But sharing a house with your childhood best friend turned cold, silent, six-foot-something heartthrob? That's dangerous. Lenora walks around in tiny shorts and soft tank tops, driving him crazy-and maybe she knows. Maybe she wants him to snap. And when he does, it's not sweet. It's intense. Possessive. Obsessive. He shows up in her room at midnight, voice low, jaw tight, telling her no one gets to touch her, look at her, or even think about her. Because she's his. And he doesn't care who finds out-parents, campus, or the entire world. Off-limits? Too late. Forbidden? Way past that. Once Niccolò lays his hands on her, there's no undoing it. No hiding it. No going back. She was never his to want- but now that he's had a taste, He'll ruin everything just to keep her. Living under the same roof, Lenora must decide if she can resist Niccolò's pull-or surrender to the past and passion that bind them. 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐑/𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐄 : ❥ mature/sexual themes/smut ❥ alcohol references ❥ language ❥ mild violence ❥ obsession ❥ tension started- May 1st , Finished June 11th Copyright all rights reserved

ʜᴇ'ꜱ ʀᴜᴛʜʟᴇꜱꜱ. ᴘᴏꜱꜱᴇꜱꜱɪᴠᴇ. ᴅᴀɴɢᴇʀᴏᴜꜱ. I shouldn't want him. I shouldn't crave the heat of his touch, the fire in his gaze, the way he consumes me with a single look. But I do. Every stolen moment, every forbidden inch of him pulls me closer- leaving me trembling, wanting more, needing more. Alessandro Romano is obsession made flesh. And I am helplessly, hopelessly his. In his arms, I am fragile and fearless. Innocent and undone. Lost and found, all at once. And as desire becomes temptation, temptation becomes craving, I realize there's no escape from the fire between us... And I don't want there to be. #2 in Vixen 🏅10/04/2023 #1 in Secrecy 🏅 02/09/2024 #1 in DaddyIssues 🏅 22/09/2025

He looked so innocent reading his book, almost peaceful. I stopped in the frame, admiring his face. His brows were pulled together in a concentrated manner. His jaw was defined, leading up to his musculine body. I couldn't take my eyes from him until I heard a low chuckle. "Won't you come in?", he asked me, his blue eyes lingering on me with an indescribable look. "Eh yeah of course, sorry, I did not want to interrupt you reading.." "You would never interrupt me", he responded without any doubt in his voice. Unable to say anything else I walked towards him, my knees weak, as well as my self control. I took the seat across from him and smiled shyly at him. "So, where do we start Professor?" --------------------------- Liz had believed that this would just be her last semester in college. Nothing extraordinary. But when she met her new handsome professor, she quickly had to realise that staying on the normal path could become more difficult than she had thought. -------------------------- #1 in professor!!

•°•Mature contents!•°• Please Note! The book 'The Insemination' has been (REWRITTEN) A lot of changes were made including names and plotting of the story. RYA SOLACE & ACE VASILIEV ~~~~ "Please don't hurt me," she begged as tears filled her eyes. I chuckled a little, then took a seat in my chair. I folded one leg over the other and stared up at her before speaking. "I'm not going to hurt you, sweetheart," I assured her, but she looked scared to death. "Why did you kidnap me? I'm useless. There is nothing that I could possibly offer to you," she began blabbering, and I rolled my eyes. "Listen, you have something for me," I told her, and she gasped and placed her hand on her chest. "What could I possibly have for you? Please let me go," she begged. "My baby," I said, and her eyes widened in shock. "What!" She shouted as her jaw dropped. I don't know why, but I found her little reaction cute. "You are insane," she said, and I smirked. "Rya Solace, watch your mouth," I said as I took steps towards her, but she backed away. ••••••••••••••• "Always be a good girl, because good girls get rewards."

A sunshine girl. A serious man. Multiple chanced meetings that changed everything. Aurora Blaire wasn't looking for anything serious-especially not while on a girls' holiday. But fate had other plans, for both her and Lucian Thorne: a brutally composed CEO who didn't do random, had never been in a relationship, and was too focused on his businesses to find love. What started as chance run-ins turned into something they couldn't ignore. But how does a man built on control survive the kind of girl who blooms in chaos? ------------------------------------------------------------------ ""Her tipsy boldness kicked in hard, and walked for the armrest near him-planning to sit there casually. But the world tilted, and instead of gracefully settling next to him, she ended up tumbling right onto his lap. His hand shot to her waist, steadying her with surprising gentleness. "Careful, princess." he said, his voice low and smooth, just enough to make her blush harder. "Oops," she giggled, cheeks flaming. "I cant believe it's you Mr. Serious." "Still drunk, I see." And with that, Aurora's mind took off in full chatter mode."" ------------------------------------------------------------------ #1 SWEET #1 GRUMPY #1 CUTE #1 FUNNY #1 GRUMPYXSUNSHINE #1 RICHGUY #5 CEO

Isabella Bianchi is a doctor, a woman of logic, discipline, and control....just trying to complete her residency in hospital of Rome. Her life is confined to the walls of the hospital, her heart guarded behind layers of self-built walls. Love is a distraction, an unnecessary burden-especially when she barely has time to breathe. But then there's him. Damian Luciano is a man no one dares to cross-the ruthless new king of the Vercasetti Mafia, feared across Italy. Cold, calculating, untouchable. A man without weaknesses. Except for her. For years, he has watched her from the shadows. Studied her. Wanted her. Has been hers. And now, he is done waiting. When fate-or perhaps something far more dangerous-pushes Isabella into his path, she finds herself ensnared in a deadly game of obsession. Damian is relentless, his devotion terrifying in its intensity. He doesn't ask. He takes. And no matter how hard Isabella tries to resist, every glance, every whisper of his name, only pulls her deeper into the darkness that is him. But love was never meant to be easy, especially not when it belongs to a monster. And Isabella is about to learn that once the Mostro Luciano has chosen his queen... there is no escape. A slow-burn, dark mafia romance filled with intensity, secrets, and a love that blurs the line between devotion and possession.

"What are you?" the older man questioned, his voice a chilling blend of authority and amusement, like a knife wrapped in silk. "Your wife," I replied softly, my tone laced with the submission he seemed to crave. "No," he murmured, his lips brushing mine, the words a dark caress that sent shivers through me. "You are my doll, milaya." He towered over me, his intimidating presence both suffocating and intoxicating. The nickname, spoken in that deep, accented voice, wrapped around me like a chain I couldn't help but love. "You are the only woman who is allowed to warm my bed at night," he said, his voice a dark melody, smooth but unnerving. "The only woman who's allowed to step into my office and bend over my desk, waiting for me to come home so I can fuck you." A cold, low chuckle rumbled from his chest, the sound as sinister as it was intoxicating, sending shivers down my spine. ♡ Dimitri Mikhailov, the russian mobster. His presence filled the room like a storm. He didn't have to move or speak to dominate the room. Broad-shouldered and imposing, his scarred face told a thousand stories that he'd never waste words on. He was my husband and I was his precious doll.