Princess Yasmin's hand caught my chin. Then- Her lips crashed onto mine. My eyes snapped open. The cold sweetness of the nectar mingled with warmth - hers, mine, impossible to tell anymore. Her mouth coaxed mine open further, taking back what I had stolen. Slowly. Thoroughly. Not a rush. A reclamation. Her lips moved with such control it made my knees weaken. It wasn't just a kiss - it was a statement. You don't win against me. My body tensed, trapped between wall and woman - royalty and rebellion. Her fingers slowly slid from my jaw then to my throat, brushing the skin there like she owned it. Her other hand planted firmly beside my head, holding me there, commanding. I didn't resist. I couldn't. Every movement of her lips was deliberate - drawing out the flavor, the heat, the punishment. She didn't let a single drop escape. I melted into her kiss. Or maybe I burned. Her tongue flicked the roof of my mouth. She tasted the last hint of sweetness and didn't stop. I let out a muffled sound - somewhere between a gasp and a groan. She finally pulled back, barely an inch, breath grazing my lips. Her chest rose and fell against mine, both of us unsteady, caught in the aftermath. "You think you're clever," she whispered, her voice husky, her eyes darkened in a way I'd never seen before. I blinked, still stunned, lips parted. "You're not," she said, lips brushing mine again - featherlight. Then she stepped away. Just like that. Back straight, chin high - as if nothing had just happened. "Next time," she said, voice cold again, "touch my dessert, and I won't stop at your lips." Story Description: The Shadow Reaper - born of vengeance, trained to kill, untouched by mercy. Until she meets Princess Yasmin - beautiful, calculating, and dangerously in control. A cold-blooded assassin and a calculating princess collide in a battle of power, desire, and control-where every kiss is a challenge and surrender is the deadliest sin.

Completed 💯 MDLG GxG don't read if you don't like it! non sexual nursing Margot Vale is a cold, driven executive with a secret-she's been silently grieving the loss of her infant daughter for years. Her only tie to motherhood is the breast milk she still pumps and donates, a hidden ritual in an otherwise ruthless world. When Elise, a kind and capable young assistant, enters her life, Margot does everything to keep her out. But when Margot breaks down after missing her pumping sessions and destroying her pump, Elise stays-offering gentle help and unexpected understanding. In a moment of raw vulnerability, two women begin to build something rare: quiet trust in the ruins of pain and silence. short story

18+ KINKS AND FETISHES INCLUDED: Bondage Orgasm control knifeplay Sadism/masochism Pet play Wax play Impact play Humiliation Voyeurism Spit *some hard kinks, hard subjects. Trigger warning. Power dynamics included, do not read if you have no interests in dom/sub 24/7 Blair's Journey through college just got a little more interesting... Thanks to Zara, she's trying things she never could've imagined. And she's loving every second of it. **This is very amateurish writing. I wrote this for fun, and it might be one of my favs so far :) CHEAT SHEET First Kiss: Chapter 1 First sex: chapter 10 Sex: chapter 12 Tease/punishment: chapter 15 Some sex: chapter 16,17 Sex/punishment/ cw: chapter 19 Some sex: chapter 21 Sex: Chapter 26 ZaraxBlairxJas session: chapters 27-29 Sex+ safe word/signal+ aftercare: Chapter 30 part 2 Quickie sex: chapter 31 Sex: chapter 33 part 1 Sex: chapter 36

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Strawberry Kisses

ꨄ 𝐼'𝑚 𝑛𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑦 '𝐶𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝐼 𝑠𝑎𝑖𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑟 𝑛𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑐𝑖𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑦 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑜𝑒𝑠? 𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑛, 𝐼'𝑚 𝑛𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝐼'𝑚 𝑏𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑖𝑧𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑡𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒 𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘 𝑚𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑎𝑐𝑒 𝑊ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑡𝑜𝑢𝑐ℎ 𝑚𝑒, 𝑤𝑒 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑠𝑜 𝑎𝑚𝑎𝑧𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑒𝑥𝑡𝑟𝑎 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑖𝑐𝑢𝑙𝑎𝑟 𝑊𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑠𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑦 𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝐸𝑐𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑠𝑖𝑒𝑠, 𝑠𝑎𝑣𝑎𝑔𝑒𝑠 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝐼'𝑚 𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑖𝑛'

𝑻𝒐𝒏𝒂 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒅𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒘𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒏 𝒃𝒆𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆. 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒖𝒏𝒇𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒂𝒓 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒄𝒚, 𝒘𝒂𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒔𝒉𝒚 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒆. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝑴𝒂𝒓𝒈𝒐𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒅𝒊𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒕. 𝑴𝒂𝒓𝒈𝒐𝒕 𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒂𝒄𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒐𝒅𝒚. 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒂𝒓 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒆. 𝑺𝒖𝒃𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏. 𝑶𝒃𝒆𝒅𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆. Written By: Tzipora Rosen Edited By: Leah C Benton

"Who do you belong to?" Ezmeralda demanded, her tone sharp, the question more than just a claim-it was a command. "You-" Olivia groaned, struggling to finish the sentence as her body shook violently. "I belong to El Jefa," she sputtered out desperately, her pride dissolving in the heat of the moment. She no longer cared about holding onto any sense of self; the pleasure was too overwhelming, too good to resist. "Cum, pretty girl," Ezmeralda allowed with a satisfied smile, granting Olivia the release she so desperately craved. Olivia's birthday night takes an unexpected turn when she and her best friend, Phoebe, venture out in search of an authentic Cuban experience. Tired of the typical tourist spots, Olivia persuades a reluctant Phoebe to explore a local restaurant she remembered seeing from their taxi ride. Upon stumbling on something Olivia shouldn't have seen, the girls are thrust into a nightmare, held captive by Ezmeralda, who reveals her affiliation with the Cuban cartel. She gives them a chilling ultimatum: marry into the cartel or face certain death. Olivia, desperate to protect Phoebe, tries to negotiate, offering herself in exchange for her friend's freedom. However, Ezmeralda dismisses the compromise, making it clear that in the cartel, there are no negotiations - only orders and consequences. WARNING: MAJOR TRIGGER WARNING: DEATH OF A CHILD SMUT VIOLENCE USE OF SUBSTANCES this is a dark romance so please do not expect it to all sunshine and rainbows. all sexual scenes are consensual and legal. 🏆 #1 Cuba 🏆 #6 gxg

25 year old Y/N goes out to celebrate her birthday and meets a older fine women who may be a little to mature for her. After one night alone Y/N can't seem to let her go and fights to keep her attention.

Look, I know girls love Beyoncé. Onika (G!P)