18+ 𝐀𝐑𝐓 - 𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐧 ; the expression of human creative skill and imagination, typically in a visual form such as painting or sculpture, producing works to be appreciated primarily for their beauty or emotional power. i've memorized every detail of her face, down to the concave of her dimples, whenever she lit my world with that infectious smile of hers. i detailed every facial movement, every pore, on the canvas with prominence: the way her eyes glittered when she locked eyes with my girls; the slight out-of-place hairs and the long white strip split down the middle of her scalp; the glow of her glossed lips; the whiteness of her teeth; her golden hour deep-toned skin that was as thick and smooth as melted chocolate. she was a sight for sore eyes and the longer i spent watching her dance around my kitchen with my daughters and documenting the beauty of it-the art of it-the lighter i felt on earth, the stronger and rawer my emotions were and then it hit me. right there in my heart the moment she twirled and locked eyes with me, a smile so mind-melting, eyes so hypnotizing, and a laughter so melodious. i was in love. truly, utterly, and undeniably, in love with niara livingston. and shit was it the scariest most beautiful feeling ever. but i've spent too long denying and i was tired of holding back, holding us back. so without a moment's thought, i stood from the stool and mindlessly-leisurely-walked to the kitchen, taking my time to drink her all in, my beauty of realization and all that i've ever yearned in life. "daddy come dance with us!" lilah's voice sounded small, almost distant the closer i got to niara. "haze?" she expressed her confusion, turning down børns' 'electric love'. "ha-" my name barely left her lips before i placed mine over them and began creating the most beautiful art of all. the art of love. 𝐔𝐍𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄 𝐓𝐖𝐎: the nanny series #2 ©kenziexwrites all rights reserved. august 8th, 2023

18+ they were her lifelines. 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘. "you better not cut me." he began to trace around my nipples with one of the knives, the cold steel giving my skin goosebumps. "i'm gonna split your pussy in half if you don't fuck me like you mean it," i gasped when he took the other knife and grazed it across my pussy, slapping the sharp steel repeatedly. "where is that energy from earlier? hm?" that's when my fucked up head lost it. i should not have been so turned on by this foreplay but fuck it. "do that again," my fingers in his hair tightened. "tell me you want me to split your pussy open first." i desperately moaned and kissed him. "i want you to split my pussy in fucking half." i felt him slap the knives against me again. "good girl." he smirked before positioning me on my back, knees to my chest. "you fucked me up in the head with your kinks you know that?" he gritted, continuing to drive my mind up the wall by teasing the knife on my sensitive area. "and i'm not sorry," i pulled him to hover over me and smirked. "i like this side of you. show me more and i might stupidly let you get me pregnant." i joked but those were suddenly like the magic words that made his dick stiff even harder and grow a couple more inches before he slammed deep inside of me without warning. "don't say shit like that tiana, i might be tempted to. your pussy fights back and i might fuck around and let her win this time." yeah he wasn't getting me pregnant but the foreplay of it all was something i never thought i'd be into, to be honest. but he brings unexpected surprises out of me sometimes. like right now in about five more seconds if he keeps that insane pussy grip stroke going. ©kenziexwrites all rights reserved. august 27th, 2024

18+ 𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐄. is one word to describe eros. "i feel 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲, all at once when i am 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘆𝗼𝘂," passing the 𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗰𝗮𝗹 floating roses, i crash into his chest and the second he lifts me off my feet, 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 rose, 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 stem, 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 petal flew to the ground like confetti the moment our lips 𝘁𝗼𝘂𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗱. and 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 second was 𝗯𝗲𝗮𝘂𝘁𝗶𝗳𝘂𝗹. 𝗵𝗲 was beautiful. 🦋 in which athena warren, a former cop, now a full-time mom, finds her life turning into the myths she's always heard stories about when an ethereal beaten nearly to death man begs for her help and safety at 12 midnight outside of her home. that stranger being a...let's say super-powered human experiment raised in a lab, athena instantly feels some sort of connection. now she wants nothing more than to protect him from the psycho men who hunt to kill him and the man who is responsible for more than they might've thought. named after the love god himself... he was 𝐁𝐎𝐑𝐍 𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐒. 𝐔𝐍𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄: the fantasy-romance series <3 ©kenziexwrites all rights reserved. july 12th, 2022

18++ 𝐎𝐁𝐒𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐃. which was one word to describe them. "do you want to know what I'm about to do to you right now? i'm going to fuck you until these sheets are soaked in your tears and cum," her breath hitched as he kissed up the middle of her chest and neck. "i'm going to spell 'mine' with my dick inside you," amira whined, squirming her legs around his torso, feeling him rub against her slit. "i'm going to spell it with my tongue inside you, with my lips all over this mind-fuck body. i want you; amira decker, to know that you are going to be mine. whether you continue to fight it or not," he reached her ear, kissing her warm skin. "you are my future. you are the fucking mother of my future kids, you're the reason my dick wakes up in the morning. it's because i'm always thinking of you and sometimes i just can't help it," he kissed down her neck. "mine," he reached her breasts, using his tongue to spell the word with painfully slow licks. the teasing alone made her soak the bed more. "mine," he kissed down her heavy-breathing belly. spreading her legs apart, he used his thumbs to unfurl her lower lips. "mine," he said lastly, drawing a coat of saliva from his mouth and onto her pussy. amira gasped breathlessly as she felt the wetness melt between her clit. grabbing her thighs, his cold chain bracelets made her flinch. he ducked between her legs, the chain around his neck sliding across her slit making her twitch. "i want to destroy you tonight, cherish you later. but I'm still hungry, so first, i'm going to eat again," he muttered and dove straight into her sensitive spot, knowing exactly where it was like the first. his tongue slid, sucked, flicked, licked, and kissed creatively over and over her sensitive spasming clit. one lick and her entire body shook as she gasped in bliss pleasure. she cried, nearly tearing up the sheets above her head. © 2022 kenziexwrites. all rights reserved.