❝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.

❝Come on beautiful, how long are you going to pretend that I'm not the reason for that❞ His eyes glide down my body and stop at my thighs that had mindlessly pressed themselves together. "When you stop pretending I'm not the reason for that" I gesture towards his legs this time, his thighs parted and the hard erection showing through his pants. I can't help but clear my throat at the print. He stands up, with no shame. Not even trying to cover or adjust himself, he only walks towards me as I sit on the chair in his office. With the nudge of his foot, he parts my legs so he can step between them, lifting my chin with his index finger and I meet those enchanting eyes. He leans closer to my ear and his hand finds its place on my thigh, causing my skin to become warmer. "I'm not pretending beautiful, I will happily admit you're the one that gets me this hard any day." Grace Kennedy is smart, beautiful and kind. She's studying to become a doctor one day but before she can afford all the expenses, she works with her mother in her family's bakery. Mariano is a man of charms and far too handsome for his own good. Emerald green eyes that could be mistaken for the actual jewel itself. His entire life revolved around his four year old daughter and his younger brother. Grace couldn't ignore how shy she felt around him as she grew to see him even more. Doing her best to keep the charming man at arm's length, it was hard to do when he knew exactly how to rile her up. She was his Beautiful Addiction. Extended Description in Introduction!

Elly's about to make the biggest move of her life-from Germany to America. But before she officially settles in, a school trip takes her to Freeridge, the city she'll soon call home. What she didn't expect? Meeting someone who's about to flip her world upside down... and make this new chapter way more complicated (and exciting) than she ever imagined. Warning: This story contains violence and sexual content. It's inspired by the storyline of "On My Block," so expect some spoilers ahead. All additional characters and content are my own creation. English isn't my first language, and this is my first story, so please keep any feedback kind and respectful-I'm doing my best!

y/n Martinez has a fresh start moving in with aunt Geny as her parent died in car crash having fresh start meeting new friends everything is fine, but what happens a gang leader has eyes on her. I own none of the On My Block characters all the credit goes to the producers and creators of the show I only own my reader

A story about Kindness. **** I tried to follow along the On My Block storyline so if you haven't seen it, here's my spoiler alert. The only characters I own is Clara and her parents. I'd say "don't copy and paste" but my shit ain't that great lmao.

Oscar Diaz x Reader You live in Freeridge and have a boyfriend. Someday you meet someone, who is called Spooky on the streets. You don't like this guy at first, but after a few adventures he's not such an asshole as you thought. Things might change? ❁✰❀✰❁✰❀✰❁ I went to a cabinet full of drinks and took out a bottle of vodka. I put it on the table in front of me, took a glass and poured some of the liquid into it. "Isn't that a little too much for you?" said a man. I looked up from my glass, annoyed, and looked into the face of Cesar's brother. A laugh bubbled out of me, "Who are you? My dad?" One corner of his mouth pulled up, which was followed by a low chuckle, "I can be anyone you want me to be, hermosa." ❁✰❀✰❁✰❀✰❁ PLEASE FOLLOW authorjcboehme ON INSTAGRAM! ['On My Block' fanfiction] [HIGHEST RANK: #1 IN SPOOKY, #1 IN BLOCK, #1 IN THESANTOS, #1 IN ONMYBLOCK] © 2021 JB. All Rights Reserved. The pictures in this story do not belong to me. The rights are reserved by the owner - Pinterest. WARNING: This story contains strong language and violence.

Summary: You don't know how much longer you can keep your relationship with Oscar, you brother's best friend, under wraps... poc reader 🧚🏾‍♀️

Nati is a senior at Freeridge High and is ready to graduate and move away. But someone from her past comes and changes her mind. Will Nati follow her dreams or stay in Freeridge? *Written in first person* *MATURE CONTENT* *Inspired by On My Block*

"your crazy." How dare he. "I'm only crazy for you baby." _____________ __________________

First day of school. Oh god. This is the third school I've been to in the past three years. No matter what I'm always teased wherever I go, and this school can't be any different. I get broken down by the people I meet because of the way I am. No one else is like me, so far, so I can't fit in. I was walking through the lunchroom, trying to navigate through the sea of feet sticking out to trip me and girls whispering behind their hands, no doubt about me. Luckily, I saw a table near the back with only one person there: a boy with dark hair in a punk rock tee shirt. I sat down quietly, hoping he wouldn't notice me. "Unless you wanna get laughed at by everyone in the whole damn school, you should sit somewhere else." "That's gonna happen even if I don't sit here." "Okay then. You can sit if you want." He stuck out his hand and said, "My name's Andy. Andy Biersack." I shook his hand and replied, "I'm Ivy. Ivy James." Copyright @2014 All rights reserved SELF HARM/ANOREXIA TRIGGER WARNING