"Being Lost In Love Is Scary." Mason never thought love could feel like this, quiet, careful, slow.

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"𝘋𝘢𝘮𝘯 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘢 i thought you was gone give up on me" ( there's no smut in this book )

Before I can think it through, I drop the whisk. My hand grabs the front of his muscle shirt, pulling him toward me with more force than I meant to, but it's like I don't care. I need him close, and I need him now. Noah's eyes widen for half a second before I crash my lips into his. It's not soft, not sweet-it's needy, a little desperate, like I've been waiting too long. His lips part under mine, and I lose myself in the feeling of him, the warmth of his body against mine, the way he melts into the kiss. I like this. I like the rush that comes with it, the way my chest tightens and my mind goes blank, leaving only Noah in my head. I pull him even closer, my fingers curling into his shirt, like I'm afraid he'll slip away if I don't hold on tight enough.

𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚊 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖 𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚞𝚙?

{BxBxB} "Come on princess-" he was cut off mid sentence "Don't fucking call me that" Micheal growled out, his fist clenching and unclenching, indicating he was really angry. But Von did not care, he stared at the angry man in front of him before smirking at him. "there's no harm in sharing now" he had a huge grin on his face, he stepped closer to me, pulling me to his front, before he bit down on my earlobe. I just know his eyes are staring hard at Micheal. He moved his hand to my stomach, I tilted my head back a little to stare at his face, he stared down at me and winked making my stomach flip, he then turned his attention back to a not so angry Micheal. He felt around my stomach, his touch feeling very sensual and it made me feel fuzzy inside. "You know you want him as bad as I do" he continued, his other hand moving to my neck, squeezing it lightly. "Let's share him, I don't want to have to fight you for him" he squeezed it harder this time making me moan. "And we don't want to break his heart now do we" with that he removed both his hands from my body making me miss the touch. I watched him walk up to Micheal, he extended his hand and took Micheal's hand pulling him to my direction. He took Micheal's hand and wrapped on my neck. "Come on....show him who's daddy" he smirked, his eyes not leaving mine as he spoke. I felt Micheal move closer and his grip on my neck tightened. Von went back to his original place, he started trailing kisses on my ear. His hand in my trousers just on top my underwear covered dick. "You really don't mind sharing?" Micheal asked von, his brow raised. "I'm over the whole jealousy thing" Von shrugged. "And my baby is going to need someone to take care of him when I'm done with him" Von then turned my face and immediately took my lips in his, aggressively making out with me. I opened my eyes a bit and saw him looking forward. He was looking at Micheal. ___________ I suck at descriptions. Kinky Aug25th-Nov 30

Blackbxb. 🖤

Love lingers like ink pressed deep into skin, a mark you can't wash away, an echo that hums beneath every breath. When rain brings Milo into Sakani's shop one night, two worlds collide: the stillness of someone who's learned to guard his heart, and the restless fire of someone desperate to be truly seen. ENJOY!!

He really out here layin all up on a nigga whose shoes leanin'...embarrassing.

Anyla's life is finally starting to take a bright turn. A new apartment in a quiet, suburban neighborhood. A real RN job with a real paycheck. After years of struggle, she's finally stepping into her soft era. And then there's him. Min Choi-her landlord. Sweet. Polite. The kind of man who smiles with his whole face and holds the door just a second too long. He offers her a luxury unit at a price that feels like a blessing. And when she meets him in person? He feels like one too. But blessings don't watch you the way Min does. They don't text every night to check on your locks. They don't know your favorite wine-or exactly how you take your coffee. And they sure as hell don't smile when someone else says your name. At first, he just seemed like the perfect landlord. But now Anyla isn't sure if she moved into her dream life... Or a carefully constructed trap.