This is my first time writing. If you would like me to write more, make sure to let me know by commenting, hitting the star, following, and starting conversations with me! I tried to close my legs. "Wait! Stop! I'm still too sensitive." He slapped my pussy. "What's my name?" If it was possible, I got even more wet. "Sir, it's sir." As I tried to close my legs, his large, veiny hands forced them open. "You fucking slut. Next time address me correctly. Whores don't get pleasure. As for this pathetic pussy, I do what I want with it. You're all mine." --------------------------------------- Reviews: "I love it I love it I love it I love it!!" "The main character is sexy af" "I'm fucking bouncing off the walls! I can't wait for more!" "I loved it!"

His finger trailed up my thigh ever so gently causing my pussy complete torture. He knew what he was doing. He knew this was driving me completely crazy. Just as his fingers were trying to push past my underwear my hand grabbed onto his wrist. "Don't," I warned, in a low voice making sure nobody would notice. "Watch me fuck you in front of every single person here unless Tobias stops looking at you like that." He explained. I glanced over to Tobias who was looking angrier than ever. If Tobias didn't stop looking at me not only would my husband keep to his word, someone would send a bullet through his skull. *+*+* Scarlett Salvadore was to be married to a man she hated with all her heart to increase her father's power. Aleksander Petrov was to be married to a woman he hated with all his heart to make amends with some of the Italian mafia. When the two of them meet at a club without knowing their identities they are immediately drawn to each other. What will happen when the two of them discover each other's identity? Will it grow the passion they have for each other or will their families history destroy it? *+*+* "I hope you realize that you belong to me now. In fact, you've always belonged to me, before and after the wedding ring on that finger of yours." I rolled my eyes at his words, still not forgetting the things he said to me before. "I'm just as much yours as you are mine, and don't you forget it, Aleksander." I snapped, pointing at his hard chest. "Prove it." A smirk appeared on my lips. Men in the mafia always use their wives for sex. But why can't it be the women using their husband's? *+*+* Far from a cliché Started: Thursday 26th August 2021 Finished: Monday 15th August 2022 RANKINGS: 11 in Lust 6 in Italian 1 in Strong Language 1 in explicit

Before I get to say anything my phone started ringing besides me he looks at it and gets pissed off and starts thrusting faster. "Pick it up" he says and I look at him with wide eyes. "But -" I try to say something but he picks up my phone and answers it and puts it to my ear. "H-hello" I say. "Jamila are you okay you've been gone a while". "Mhm" I say as a moan is rushing to be let out. _________________________________________________ Jamila and Trey started off as friends but what happens when feelings get involved and Jamila's past catches up to her ? But what really happens when the devil comes back into her life?

~Camila~ "𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒏'𝒕 𝒂𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒍 𝑪𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒂, 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒓 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕" Camila was adored by those in her presence due to her gentle nature and joyful demeanor. Her inner beauty and external charm captivates the hearts and draws the attention of numerous individuals. When she was designated by her boss to attend a meeting as a representative of her company, her attractiveness and intellect captivated the affection of an attractive mafia leader. Luciano was attracted to her physical attractiveness and sensed that her innocence went deeper than what was visible. He exposes her to the realm of bdsm, revealing her unconventional nature and unraveling her hidden desires. Highest rank 🥇 #1 in arousal #1 in bwwm #3 in cocky #1 in darkromance #1 in darling #1 in dominance #1 in edge #1 in eroticromance #1 in italy #1 in love #1 in Lust #1 In mafia #2 in mature #1 in naughty #1 in passion #2 in smutwarning #1 in steamy

Aubrey Wilson has the heart of an angel. As the type of person to always trust in others, she's admirable to peers. A total darling, but with a sadness that encases her heart. Anyone could shrink down in fright at the receiving end of Luke Taylor's infamous glare. Tall, muscular, dark-haired, and handsome, he's no stranger on or off the field. Not a kind stranger either. A total brooding asshole, but with a sadness that encases his heart. --- "You didn't have to hit him or anything," I lie my head on his broad, strong shoulder. "He shouldn't have touched you like that," he tucks a curl behind my ear. ~Strong Language~ ~Mild Violence~

She looks up at me, taking a step forward and smiling slightly, "How can I ever get hurt when I have you here to protect me?" "But you could have gotten hurt," I murmur softly, hanging my head and feeling my shoulders drop, the tension seeping from my body. "No. Stop," She cuts me off sternly but tenderly, "Don't talk like that, Reece. I'm okay, you're okay, we're okay," She speaks softly, reaching her hand up to gently brush her thumb over my cheek, just under the cut that's there. "We're okay," I repeat, taking a small step closer to her. She nods with a small smile, moving her hand down from my cheek and instead placing the palm of her hand on my chest, right over my heart. I know she can feel how fast my heart is beating. I just don't know why it's doing that. ~ Reece Carter is the bad boy of Northwood High. He smokes and he fights. He has countless tattoos covering his body. And he doesn't care about anything or anyone else. Layla Stevens is your average seventeen year-old girl, just trying to get through high school, with the friends she loves and doing the things she loves. When these two cross paths accidentally in an unusual way, they leave and never expect to speak to each other again. But fate has other plans. Layla finds her way into Reece's life and Reece doesn't know what to do about it. This ray of Sunshine suddenly meant something to him. She understood him when it seemed like no one else did. And he protected her from everyone who tried to hurt His Sunshine. Get ready for a story filled with bad pick-up lines, twin telepathy and a lot of fighting. Like, a LOT. Thanks for that one, Reece.

Angel Rodriguez is the daughter of a very powerfull man named Robert Rodriguez. She has everything any girl ever wanted. But she also has a secret no one knows about. Because under all these designer clothes and lit vacations hides an emotional little girl who struggles with a low selfesteem and depression. River West is the outsider of West High Academy. Everyone is scared of him, including Angel. He's known by everyone as the boy with a fucked up family and no friends at all. Everyone knows he has alcoholic problems like his father, multiple mental illnesses and he's an addict just like he's crazy mother. They had lived in the same town for years and never spoke a word to eachother. Watch how everything changes in just seconds. ----------------------- ! WARNING ! This story contains : - selfharm - depression - murder - fights - abuse - drugs,alcohol,cigarettes,juul,.... - mental illnes - bad language - and a hella lot of sexual tensions

"You look so kissable, Amore" "Yeah?" "Yeah" _____________________ Azora Kai Russo & Ares Evolet Reid have been competing against each other for as long as they can remember. With their parents being best-friends, they were automatically supposed to be 'Friends' but the two decided to choose a path no one dared to. What if the pair reunite after years? Compete again? Will their urge for academic validation ruin them for the best? Or will bottled up feelings come in the way? Read to know on... {NEEDS EDITING}

We've all heard about 'the main character'. The type of person who lives through the most dramatic and improbable situations, and finds the kind of epic romance you only see in works of fiction. Which makes you think about how unrealistic love like that is. I used to think the same thing until I met him. Until I met 'the bad boy' that, as it turns out, wasn't that bad at all, just simply...a boy. A boy with an easy smile, a charming personality and looks so enticing that I couldn't keep my eyes off of him if I tried. A boy whose shoulders were starting to slump with the weight of his past and his family. A boy who believed that the only way to survive was by putting a lock on his heart and chaining it down to a place so deep inside of him that no one could ever reach it again. A boy who, for reasons I'll never comprehend, placed the key inside my palm and didn't shy away when I tried to free his hidden heart from its restraints. A boy who made me the main character of my own story. A story I never want to forget, and which begged to be put on paper. This is that story. ~~~ #1 love triangle 8/26/2019 #1 teen romance 11/4/2019 #1 mystory 7/27/2020 #1 teen drama 9/9/2020 #1 goodgirl 9/12/2020 Cover by @alexandramar1e Contains swearing and mature language.

WARNING! This story was my first (unedited/draft). Grammer, plot, etc is messy so please beware! thank you :))) - He couldn't get enough of the emerald in her gaze. And the one colour she thought she'd be afraid of was a colour her heart was set to beat towards a million times a day. - 𝙇𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙤𝙣 𝘼𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙡𝙤 𝙈𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙠. He is the most feared person in their town. Anyone who crossed his way was met with brutality and cruelty within him. He kills without remorse. But when he locks his grey eyes on a pair of green ones, everything he trained to become had vanished, because of her. 𝙇𝙖𝙮𝙡𝙖 𝙑𝙖𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙖 𝙎𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙨. She is known and loved by many, she was as gentle and sweet as a flower. She is the light in the darkness. But when she sets her green eyes upon his grey ones, she can't help but let her light shine through the darkness of him.