I whimpered as I felt the cold metal touched my back. I know he's an ass but I never thought he would go as far as hurting me physically. I looked at him as he strayed towards me. "You're not going anywhere, babe."he said. He pulled my hair up and started licking my neck. Sucking it and biting. "P..please Tyler. S..stop this.", I said between my sobs. I can still feel the excruciating pain at my back but his kisses on my neck are somehow helping decrease the pain. I hate myself for thinking like this. "Say it.. say sorry for talking back at me.", he whispered menacingly. I looked at him ridiculously but immediately regretted it. "Ha. So you won't say sorry?" Without waiting for my response, he turned me to face the wall. He was holding my arms at my back. I winced when he tightened his grip. I yelped when he lift my skirt and slapped my back. "Fuck.", I groaned as I felt the sting on my lower back spread. A tear escaped my eyes, followed by a train of tears. "P-please.. Tyler..stop this.", I begged. "Ha? That's not what I wanted to hear." For the second time, he slapped my ass. It was so loud that it almost echoed in my empty room. I closed my eyes as I felt his hands slowly caressing my skin. I feel sore already. "Do you want to say something?" I bit my lower lip and tossed my pride out of the window. "I.. I'm sorry Tyler." I heard him snicker. "Sorry for what?" This is so frustrating. Yet I can't do anything but beg. "I.. I'm sorry for r-raising my voice and talking back at you." i said between my sobs. "What else?" I closed my eyes as I hear my heart beats faster. He yanked my hair. "What else?! "I'm sorry for.." I swallowed the big lump on my throat. "I'm sorry for.. n-not letting you touch m-me." "Good little step sis.", he patted my head. I heard him snicker before he pulled me for a hard kiss.

" Shhh babygirl you're going to take it like a good girl" " P-please Davi-id" ------------------------------------- " Now, now what am I going to do with you" he whispered huskily in my ear. " K-kha-aled" ---------------------------------------- B E T W E E N T H E M ------------------ Rankings: #1: triangle love #19: daddies #47:maturelanguage #51:matureaudience #41:babygirl

IF YOU ARE NOT OVER 18YRS OLD - THIS STORY IS NOT FOR YOU! At thirteen Ryan Blake moves to California from London, England. Her dad gets a new promotion so that means her whole life has to move across to the other side of the world to his new job; a new job for him - a new school, new friends & new enemies for her. Her family love the idea of a new life in a different country but not Ryan. She's shy, withdrawn & hates meeting new people. When she's introduced to the new family next door, Mrs Greyson introduces her eldest son, Noah but then mentions her two other children & she calls the "her terrors". The thought of living next door to two siblings, who even their mother calls terrors freights her & makes her feel uneasy. But Ryan never expected the Greyson brothers to be the the older brother companionship she didn't know she needed. They are more than close, despite the five & six year age gap between them. They care for her like family & are always there for her no matter what, they just want what's best for her. When she returns from college a few years later, after not being home for two years the boys are no longer boys, they are now both men & now Ryan is too no longer a girl - blossomed into a beautiful young women, the brothers see how far she has come from being the shy teenager next door, to a beautiful, young, confident women. A women they have both loved for years. A women they both want. A women that they claim as 'Ours'. "Patience princess, we both want a taste, the more we tease you, the wetter you are... the better you'll taste," Nico says, his wet hot tongue tracing a line up my throat. I look at him with confusion & watch as his hand trails down the rest of me, tugging at the band of my panties. "W-we?" I whisper. "You didn't think I'd let him have all the fun alone, did you beautiful?" Nates voice says. I look to the left of me & there he is - Nate, laying down with his elbow propped up supporting him while he watches Rank- *1 #share

✥ The Mob Boss & His Therapist ✥ [part one/ unedited] BEING EDITED FOR FURTHER PUBLISHING Rafael Rossi, a glass like fragile Italian mob boss, who has sworn to never let anyone on his demons that have only resulted him post traumatic stress disorder. He had one promise, to make those bleed who have made him bleed and his biggest motive being to never let anyone on the pain he has been carrying in his heart that has been bleeding for stitches till this day. He had grown out of love with the concept of love which had him only suffer. Little did the heartless mob boss know he would find someone who knew him more than he knew himself. Ravenna Romano, a kind & loving therapist, who had made a mission to help others escape their pain and make them fall in love with the idea of love once again. Losing her baby brother, Beau, at a young age had given her the curse of a bleeding heart which after a long toll, she learned pain can be only subsided by love. She knew darkness can only be taken away by the light of hope. Hope of a new fresh start. But she did not know that she would be helping the heartless Italian realise that his heart was waiting to be healed. Little did she know that she was going to be the therapist of Rafael Rossi. But would she be able to be his remedy when she choose the sweetest words to heal his brittle heart when he choose the most poisonous actions to break it. ﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎ "Mr.Rossi I really need you to open up to me for our sessions to work." She said in her sweet innocent voice as he felt himself rage at her pointless efforts on healing something that doesn't exist. "How about you start by opening up to me?" He asked while his eyes traveled down her ripe body. "Mr.Rossi, I don't understand." The caring heart of the therapist spoke as she felt his greedy gaze upon her untouched shrine . "Open up your legs Ms.Romano."

THE CLUB OWNER AND HIS STRIPPER "Sir, this is inappropriate and I'm sure you're aware of that. You're my boss." His tall frame stood up and he slowly strode over to me with a lustful glint in his eyes. His hand lifted and his thumb ran across my lower lip, "Strip for me." ❦ Valentina Castillo, working at the highest paying job she could with an abnormally absent boss. Her life depended on her skills throughout the underworld, able to kill without a trace of remorse trailing behind her. Her ability to seduce for what she wanted was unmatched, and it only helped for the time she wasn't pulling the crimson from bodies to gain what she pleased. Clay Romero, one of the most powerful men in the underworld. His multiple owned clubs gave him the ability to rise above others, finding his way to the vixen working at his very own strip club. He got what he wanted without a consequence, and it made him just that much more powerful. Even through the lines of lust, their lives were much similar than they thought. [started: 02.15.22] [completed: 04.30.22] ----- WARNING: mature and explicit content; rated +18 ©lustfulslxt

"You truly are evil Tyrece, do you know that!" I shout angrily as I try to push him away from me. When that doesn't work I slap at his chest, then his face as hard as I possibly can. He smiles, finding amusement in my anger before grabbing both of my arms and pinning them against the wall above me, I am fully exposed. "You begged me to fuck you even though I tried shooting you in the head, even though I tried killing your brother, stop with this pathetic good girl act dimples. You watched me blow a guy's brains out. Any other girl would run. You are just as twisted as me if not fuckjng worse," He spits out causing my heart to skip a beat. "I'm not as sick as you, "I say, Tyrece smiles viciously before throwing me onto my bed roughly, he climbs on top of me, he kisses me and I kiss him back desperately. My words were saying one thing but my actions were saying something completely different. ........ Rosewood is split into two sides what happens when Kabrina gets mixed in with the wrong crowd?

Malia was a homeless child by the age of twelve due to her mother's disappearance. With her father never being in the picture to begin with she resorted to living on the streets. One day one of her mother's old friends roll by and noticed her. He decided to be a good Samaritan and help her out. Even if it means coddling her entire being. Inviting the young girl to his home he set the ground rules for her to follow. She has to follow his rules because anything is better then being on the street or getting thrown in a shelter or foster care. Anything to keep a roof over her head and warm food in her stomach. He spoils her and treats her well but there is a catch, she must be blindly obedient. When he goes away on vacation leaving her in the care of an associate, the perfect lifestyle breaks when someone new decides to rock the boat. Sequel: Being Her Daddy

[-] "He saw all the stars in the solar system in her eyes." ••••••• Delani Taylor is the type of girl who wears silk ribbons in her hair and sketches anything and everything. She's blunt and straightforward; except for when comes to her feeling about her best friend. The sweetest boy who could always make the most trouble, and always listens to one person; his best friend. August Beckham had many happy places the stars, the hidden field of flowers behind the school, but most importantly; his best friend. ••••••• "Delani, Imma cum." I grit through my teeth. It was at the point I had to close my eyes because if I continues to watch at her ride me I would cum in a matter of seconds. "Can you hold it for me? I'm almost there baby, I promise." She saids through shallow breaths. My legs start to tremor as I threw my head back against the comforter when I feel her tighten around me, "Fuck I-" I felt a tinge of embarrassment when my words turn into a whimper. "You're doing so good, August. So fucking good." She moans. ••••••• Book Two of the Beloved Series Can be my read as a stand alone. 6/16/22- 1/1/23

I know why hes punishing me. its cause I was being a lil brat earlier. Sassing him in front of everyone at the office today. But i wanted this. i needed this. He hadn't talked to me in two days. How else was I suppose to get his attention. Shawn got up from his chair, and walked around his desk. Eyes on me the whole time. Racking over my body. "You wanted my fuckin attention, Destiny?" His deep sexy voice said. he was so calm, but that was only on the outside. I know he was still pissed. This made me excited. He comes to stand behind me. pushing himself against me. showing me what I wanted. His thick hardness was teasing me. I move to turn around but he stops me. Slowly moves his hands up my body. Gripping my curvy waist, up my rib cage going over my needy breast grazing my nipples along that way. He takes one hand and grabs me by my throat . The other is gripping my hair. He lightly squeezes my neck. not enough to take away my air, but it was enough. "well yu got it!" He growls.