❝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.

"God, You are so fucking insufferable." I say in frustration as we stand toe-to-toe in the narrow corridor. He takes a step closer, his tall frame looming over me. "Oh sweetheart, you have no idea just how insufferable I can be," he replies, his voice low and smooth as honey. The lack of space between us makes it hard to catch my breath. His rich, musky cologne overwhelms my senses. I'm trapped against the wall, his strong body just barely brushing against mine. The tension thrums like electricity. "Why must you always be so impossible?" I demand, yet I'm unable to pull my gaze away from his earthy brown eyes. Eyes that flick down to trace the contours of my mouth. "And why must you pretend you don't relish every impossible moment?" he counters knowingly. I open my mouth to retort, but the words die on my lips as he closes the scant distance between us. His hand comes up to cradle my jaw as his lips claims mine insistently. Mattheo Riddle X OC Female

Anti-social, detail oriented and principled. Those are three words that could be used to describe Azalea Gillespie. Her personality didn't really attract many friends, but Azalea didn't care because she got enough social interactions from hanging out with her three friends at the dojo. The Bobby Wasabi Dojo was her home and had been since her older brother, Rudy, first introduced her to karate. Everything in Azalea's life followed the same pattern and she was perfectly content with that; she would go to school, after school she would practice karate and then she would return home to the apartment she shared with Rudy. So what happens when a new boy comes to town and disrupts Azalea's peaceful and orderly life? Jack Brewer x Azalea Gillespie (OC)

When the anxious, new girl to the school runs into the popular boy and his friends she couldn't be more mortified. He couldn't be more godsmacked. How will they get through the challenges of their dwindling home lifes while trying to control their growing feelings for eachother.

I moan every time he hits the back of my insides, in both pleasure and a little pain. He does so too, letting out heavy groans and whimpers with every thrust he makes. I place my fingers on my clit again, closing my eyes and focusing on my orgasm. I rub my clit slowly at first, increasing my pace as I feel my release get closer. "Oh god, I'm gonna cum." I announce. His moans begin to grow a little louder, indicating that he's probably close too. And once again, right as I'm about to reach my orgasm, he stops his thrusting. I whimper from the loss of stimulation inside me. I open my eyes to find him smirking at me again. "Fuck, Evan. Enough teasing." I glare at him. He chuckles. All of a sudden, he rips his hands out from the shirt I previously tied around his wrists to keep him from having too much control. I feel the blood drain from my face. "If you're gonna tie me up," He reaches his hands forward, one of them grabs both of my wrists and holds them behind my back, and the other wraps into my hair, "Maybe use something a little stronger." ✦✧✦✧ ✦✧✦✧ ✦✧✦✧ Saniya Inara is Laurence Caddel's top assassin. Evander Hart is Kane Ashford's top assassin. Caddel enterprises and The Ashford Co. are the two biggest businesses in the black market. However the men in charge of each company hate each other due to past occurrences. Saniya follows in Laurence's footsteps, hating everyone in the Ashford Co. Evander follows in Kane's footsteps, hating everyone in Caddel enterprises. When the most important belongings to each company get stolen, Saniya and Evander are forced to work together to sort out this mess. What will happen when two sworn enemies are put together on a mission to find the person who is the biggest culprit of all?

"I could tutor you, but I don't think you'd be able to concentrate." • • • When Cassandra Berry gets offered a shitload of money and a place at any college of her choice, just to con a man and getting pregnant with a said man, the answer seems pretty straight forward; Yes. - But Harry Xavier Devon is no mere fool. With two millennium prizes on his back and renowned around the world as the next Newton within mathematics, Harry easily sees through his brother's ploy to have a woman seduce him and get her pregnant when he himself can't have children. His brother in desperate need of an heir for his business empire, but Harry has no intentions of playing the scapegoat. Flipping the play against his brother, he pays Cassandra double the money to continue lying to his brother that they *are* having sex. He thinks he's gotten his revenge when it suddenly appears he's gotten more than he bargained for. Cassandra is no shy woman, or as previously thought, just a money-grabbing whore. Stuck in the same house together for a whole summer could prove to teach the mathematician that some things can *never* be calculated... - Especially when dealing with a (horny) woman.

"I could nibble at your nose... or at your ear... or at your lips... or..." • • • It's December, and Jack Frost has just come to town. Literally. Summer is one of those people who hates winter. Not just because she was named after the opposite season, but because she hated the cold with a burning passion. But when a stunning man with silver hair, frosty blue eyes and a jovial charm walks into her coffee shop, ordering an iced caramel macchiato with extra ice, she suddenly finds it hard to hate the cold. Especially when (despite his constant cold hands) he always seems to burn her with his touch. Something seems off about him, and Summer is not mistaken. Jack Frost is known for bringing on the cold, but Summer is about to learn that he sure as hell knows how to turn on the heat, too.

〚FEATURED〛 ⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒ "My pick-up lines are great." "Yeah, and I have a pet llama." "You do??" "No, idiot." ⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒ Arc-en-ciel (n.): Rainbow He's the perfect example of a thundercloud. He's rude, grumbly, and frightening to most- ready to harshly rain down on anyone in his way. She's a human sunbeam, at best. She's the kind of person with a sunshine personality that everyone adores- bubbly, nearly always beaming, and looking to spread smiles. Working with your polar opposite might seem like the worst thing that could happen. But around every thundercloud's rain, there comes sunshine. And with the sun and rain, come rainbows. ⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒ Featured in Wattpad Teenfiction's 'Funny Bones' Reading list [no idea how that happened lol] [#1 in Adorable | 1# in Cute | 1# in LoveAtFirstSight } [#1 in BadBoy | 1# in Boyfriend| 1# in Fiction ] [#2 in GoodGirl | #2 in Romance] ©All rights reserved, available only on Wattpad [Cover images do not belong to me, all rights reserved by owners]

*Mature BWWM* Bellamy Dupont has had a crush on Nikolai Semenov ever since he came from Russia. Nikolai has always resented her at times. When Nikolai moves back to Russia, ten-year-old Bellamy is devastated. After thirteen years, Nikolai returns, and she's arranged to marry him. Of course, her feelings towards him have never changed, only matured and proceed with caution. But is she ready to take on the big brute who won't confess any feelings at all and forget about the reason for the marriage in the first place? *Preview* "I fucking told you. Stop calling me your fucking bro. I'm not your fucking bro." He climbs on top of me as I laugh my shit off, making it worse for me. But I can't stop laughing. I've been calling him bro for the past two hours, his reactions are so funny, and now I've got myself fucked up cause he parked the bus and yanked me off my chair. "Stop fucking laughing." I cover my mouth, trying to stop. "I'm sorry...bro." I swear I see Nikolai's vein pop. "Strip." I stop laughing. "Excuse me?" Nikolai sneers. "I said strip." I cup my ear. "Bro, I can't hear-" Nikolai rips my shirt open, knowing full well it was my favorite one. First, it was my favorite pair of panties. Now, it's my favorite shirt. ~~~~~~~~ *33 chapters- three extra chapters I promise you the story is better than this lame excuse for a blurb. Cover by: @meha-k Whole story word count: 52,472 *EDITED TO A READABLE STATE 😉 (feel free to comment about the French and Russian mistakes I made. I know GT isn't reliable sometimes) 🔥 is the mature chapters 🥇 #2 in funnymomments 100k Reads on 7/16/22 150ᴋ ʀᴇᴀᴅs ᴏɴ 7/25/22 200k Reads on 8/6/22 250k Reads on 8/25/22 300k Reads on 10/2/22 400k reads on 12/17/22 500k reads on 3/24/23

[Editing] He's the grumpy CEO of the company she works for. The very boss, no one gets enough words with before he pushes them far away. And then Sierra Bloom happens. She's the complete opposite of him, and he hates it. But something about her is way too intriguing to stay away from. "One night," he tells himself. He'll have her one night, and never again. ...if only that one night didn't create life, and forever bound him to her. 𝐖 𝐚 𝐫 𝐧 𝐢 𝐧 𝐠: This story contains mature themes, including; explicit sex scenes as well as references, mention and use of drugs and alcohol, mention of physical and sexual abuse. Readers discretion is advised.