I turned around facing the closet full of toys, bondages, other BDSM stuff and said "Prepare yourselves because we're gonna have a long night". I looked back and saw them shift in their place and shiver. I smirked. That's what they get for sneaking out. Authors note: ACKKKK finally starting a book and i can't wait to share more. Please bare with the grammars and spelling because English is NOT my first language lol. So yeah I hope you enjoy reading this book. Love you all!!

" Look at you all sweaty and needy for my touch " Rafe grunted spreading my legs slightly to fit himself between, his eyes exploring my body. " Today l will ink myself under your skin in away that you will whimper when you look at yourself and you will only think of me when you touch yourself, " Renee Blue Tyson was a golden child turned wrong. Since her teenage years she yearned for something that she didn't know of. At seventeen she explored her body and learnt that she liked it rough and mostly she liked older men as they knew what they wanted and did. She discovers SHE'S NOT A VANILLA GIRL , she likes it with ropes, chokes and spanks. Now at twenty-three in her last year of college she stumbles in his safe place. Kirill Rafe Merceaux , is a 35year old rich successful business man by the day , a tattoo artist in the evening and a monster in bed at night and when a 5'3 raven haired girl which captivating dark chocolate eyes knocks into him, he knows he's ruined and most importantly he knows he's going to drag her with him. Willingly or Not.

Ethan and Emily are childhood friends living in a quiet beach town in Florida. As adults, they share conspiratorial interests for which society would not approve. And, when their lives becomes less tidy as a result of mundane late twenties existence, they find that they lean on each other and their shared experiences to make sense of life .... even if it is in a bearably maladaptive manner.

In book 2 of the Sanctuary Series, we meet Natalia who has already found her place in the world and understands where she should be. Yet she wants something different. She didn't expect that she could step outside of that box and yet we find her there, tied up and begging for more...

The fabric over my eyes was silky. The warmth between my legs was spreading. My breath came into pants. Even though I couldn't see I could still feel his gaze burning into me. 2 weeks at this new job and this. Suddenly I felt a sting to my bottom. I screeched. "Your mine." His deep alluring voice says is a husky tone. I gulped now unable to breath normally what so ever. I felt another slap to my ass and I cringed. My eyes had tears in then from the pain. The grip on the desk I have is hard. "Tell me your mine!" he growled. Silence filled the air. I was no ones property! The stinging pain on my butt throbbed. The swoosh of his hand made me flinch, I knew there would be another slap, WHACK! I gritted my teeth, "I'm yours." "Good girl." he whispered in my ear. He gripped my butt and molding it like dough through my slacks. What have I gotten myself into?

"Teach me what it's like," she whispered suddenly. "Teach you what?" he asked softly, even though he already understood. Her eyes lifted to his-glimmering with softness, fear, and longing. The kind that came from a lifetime of being told she was too little or too much, never enough, always less. She wore the jewelry like it was made for her... yet she still doubted she deserved it. "To be yours," she breathed. "Teach me how to be yours." For a moment, silence hung between them like a breath held too long. Then he moved-swiftly, fluidly-his body shifting with purpose. In the blink of an eye, he was seated on the edge of the bed, while she now stood before him again. The change was subtle, yet seismic. He hadn't touched her, but she felt it-the shift in gravity, the way the space around them thickened with unspoken expectation. His eyes had changed and she'd never seen this type of look in any man before. Not just desire or affection, but an unflinching authority. Pure, unshakable dominance. It wasn't cruel or oppressive. No-this was different. This was power rooted in restraint. "Relinquishing control in a BDSM relationship isn't a sign of weakness," he said, his voice a rich baritone laced with command. "It requires immense strength and confidence. To kneel before someone not out of obligation, but by choice... that is power most people will never understand." His tone was unhurried, meant to teach. "Most of the world hides behind masks, terrified of being seen, of giving in to their truth. But with me," he said, "you'll be free. In our world, there is no shame-only the liberation of surrender." Victoria's heartbeat was a cacophony in her ears. Still, she didn't look away. She couldn't. "Our bond will be forged in trust and surrender," he continued and the hunger in his gaze left no doubt: she belonged to him tonight. And William? He intended to savor every second. "Is that what you want?" he asked, one final time for the night.

Welcome back to this Sinful Universe, my lovelies! This is the third installment of the Sinful Delight Series!! It is not a stand-alone novel. You must read Books 1&2 yo understand what's going on! Book 1: Into The Rabbit Hole & All It's Sinful Delight Then Book 2: Sinful Delight & The Masters Might Book 3: Join Mel, Duke, & Dean on their journey into the darkest of Sinful Delights. I'm trying something new with this book. Each chapter will be in a different POV, so let me know what y'all think! Unfortunately Wattpad has marked this book as Mature, so you must follow me to read it... This Book is very mature!!! You have been warned!!!! Text Copyright ©Callie Sumner ™ 2019

survive the sex craved night.

Leona Viero "Physically a virgin, mentally a whore. But I'd submit to anyone but Valentino." Valentino Legrande "You are perfect to tame. You just need someone to bend you over and fuck that attitude right out of you." When Ms "I can do it myself" meets Mr "Sit down, princess" Enemies to lovers~ Disclaimer: This story contains smut. 18+ only.

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