The world's sexiest bucket list. After emerging from a loveless marriage, Cat realizes hers is a life half-lived. What's a recently-single woman in the prime of her life to do? Have her first ever one night stand. But her experience leads her to more than just an evening of pleasure. Cat has a revelation: she's sick of being a good girl. It's time for this Cat to take a walk on the wild side. Cat pledges to try 30 different sexual experiences in the next 30 days, before she turns 30. Her list sends her on a journey that will lead to indescribable pleasures and some risky situations, and Cat will learn more about herself than she ever thought possible. Most unexpected of all, she may even find love. Do you dare take a peek at her list? Read on … This book is available through all major e-booksellers. Please enjoy the first three chapters as a sample here on Wattpad.

Professionals. Doing unprofessional things ^^ Warning: Rated M for Mature ^^ It contains scenes with adult language, funny violence, horrible sex, disgusting humor, and crackamolees which may not be suitable for younger audiences. Do not proceed if below 18 years of age.

New Cover Made By: ColourFluff They tell you in high school that real life is hard, but no one ever thinks it's as hard as it really is until reality sets in. Aiden Holland was smart, came from a nice family, and was determined to be a doctor. At twenty-one he packs up to go to school on the east coast; proposing to his girlfriend of Seven years and bring her with him. He was on top of the world, but that just makes the fall farther. Fast forward two years and his fiance left him and he needs a roommate and quick. Chelsie Alexander worked her ass off through community college and as soon as she turned twenty-one she went through bartender school to learn all she could. With her degree freshly printed she's packing to head off to the one place she's always wanted to live; New York Aiden see's Chelsie needs a place to stay and it was a perfect match, the two old friends can share an apartment and not have to deal with strangers. Aiden was expecting the silly girl she used to be; bubbly, weird, shy and he still see's her as the barley eighteen year old girl she used to be and Chelsie expected the nerdy and dorky guy she crushed after, even though she knew he was unavailable. But everything's changed in two years and Neither of them expected unbearable sexual tension they just couldn't ignore or fight which just grew with every argument, movie night, and talk they had. There's nothing wrong with a little bit of fun between consenting adults. He was newly broken up and she wasn't looking to be his rebound relationship, but as always nothing is as expected. Emotions fly high and there is always that intense jealousy there with every date one of them go on. Will they ever be more than friends with benefits when someone's past blows back into their lives? General Fiction - 131 Romance - 153

[Edited Version ● Alternate Ending] "Colin? I feel so awful lying to you so I have to tell you what happened..today," Frankie blurted out, nervously cracking her knuckles as she stared at her boyfriend from one side of the living room. Colin's bright blue eyes danced. "What is it, sweetheart?" "I...I bumped into my ex-husband in the elevator today." "And?" Frankie exhaled. "And we had sex. In the elevator." There was an interminable silence before Colin smiled. "We'll work through this, honey. Don't worry." "Work through this?" she spluttered in disbelief. "How? How can we, when all I want is for him to do it again? And again, and again, and again, and..." She trailed off, sighing. It pained her to see Colin's hurt expression, but then again, it pained her to know that Konstantin had made her climax in that elevator more times than Colin had in their whole relationship... *cover by @hartlings*

[This is a spin-off of The DILF but can be read as a stand-alone] [The story you are about to read is intended for readers age 18+ due to its sexual content and language. It may not be appropriate for all audiences. Please read at your own discretion.] There was nothing Ophelia wanted better than to gouge Nikolai's long-lashed, consuming blue eyes out with a butter knife and mail them to the rest of the Alvonich family. Too bad they were in a very public, very esteemed place - Mikhail's wedding. "You don't think I'll press the button?" Nikolai's breath was warm and teasing in her ear. Ophelia had no idea what possessed her to take up his challenge of a vibrating thong, except that it was too late to back out now. She turned to glance at the infuriating man beside her. "Honestly, I don't care. It won't affect me." "Sweet Ophelia," he whispered, surprising her by flicking his tongue into her ear. Jumping, she glared at him, ignoring the important guests at her table, her father included. Before she could curse at Nikolai, he pressed the button, the swearwords turning to soft moans under her breath. Gripping the edge of the table, Ophelia felt the attack on her cl!t like a burn to her skin. Her father shot her a concerned look from across the table and Nikolai's voice was again in her ear. "Before the end of the night, Ophelia, we will f**k," he promised, releasing his finger from the remote control. "Only this time, it will be my name you scream."

[Rae, Part 2: 18+ Only - This book will not make sense if you don't read the first one.] Pregnant, barefoot and on a mission: Rae Erickson can blame hormones for making her so...bloodthirsty. She's pissed off with the demon hunter who's made the father of her unborn children his personal whipping boy. She's pissed off with the fallen angel who's made it his mission to piss her off. But most of all, she's pissed off with the father of her babies - who thinks he's doing her a solid by letting her go. Morning sickness, demon-hunting 101 and a weird craving for chocolate sauce in her cereal won't get in the way of her planning her happily ever after - even if she has to kill to do it. Because until her water breaks, she won't...

[Edited Version] “You ever think about letting your hair loose?” Ashton asked, his breath kissing Amor’s neck as they waltzed. “My hair’s fine,” Amor snapped in annoyance. Ashton chuckled. “That’s not what I meant.” His hands slowly hiked up the hem of her dress and her breath caught. “What are you doing?” She uneasily glanced around at the dancing couples. “Giving a new meaning to dirty dancing,” he replied quietly. And he entered her. [Cover by @zarawhite]

[SAMPLE] Reed frowned, his eyes filled with confusion when he saw that Lena seemed to be fine. "I heard a scream," he announced stiffly, standing awkwardly over Lena's bed. Beneath the sheets, Lena was torn between renewed arousal and slight mortification. Embarrassment won. "Everything's fine," she muttered, trying to discreetly disengage the battery-operated toy from between her thighs. It was a thick phallus, way too thick to silently exit her wet pússy, but finally, finally, it popped out. "But you screamed." "Because I came, Reed." His bewilderment only grew. "Came where?" And that was when Lena knew that even after what had happened between them last night, Reed was still like a newborn, an innocent. He might have been the most intelligent guy she knew but in many ways, he was still the boy he'd been before the accident that had marred his life. So she heaved out a sigh, clamping her thighs together when she felt his gaze scorch her damp skin. "I had an orgasm, Reed." She calmly spelled it out, wondering if she should mention that it was his cock she'd been imagining inside her. Now that she knew what he was packing, it was impossible to get the image out of her head - not that she was trying. Reed swallowed, a blush creeping up his neck. Lena was instantly turned on by that blush, by his obvious discomfort and arousal. So she did the most natural thing that came to her. She pulled her sheets away.