"Move for me baby. Show me how beautiful you are up and down my dick." Val whispered in my ear as she sucked, bit, licked and nibbled my skin up and down the left side of my neck as her hands placed a firm grip at the sides of my hip bone as she guided my hip forward and backward against the tip of her dick running up and down my wet slit. "Yes mommy." I pressed down making the tip enter my entrance as my eyes rolled at the back of my head stopping my movements abruptly as I felt her member start to ravish my walls making me gasp in pain. "Did I tell you to stop?." Val rubbed circles on my hips as she pressed me down making my walls stretch to ends but I jerked my hips upwards stopping her movements. "Mommy it hurts ." I buried my head in the crook of her shoulder breathing heavily due to the warmth that had erupted from my core then throughout my body as it mixed with pain. "I know baby but you have to be a good girl and take mommy's dick just like how my slut would without complaining right baby?" I nodded making her whisper 'good girl' before spreading my ass cheeks then pressing me down on her cock. Tears pricked at the sides of my eyes as I bit her shoulder as I gasped Val groaned in pain as my walls relaxed and squeezed her dick trying to adjust to her size as she dug her nails into my skin then pressing me down more until I could feel her balls near my now stretched slit . My hands tangled in Val's hair as tears rolled down my eyes whimpering from pain mixed with shitton of pleasure waves. "Baby don't waver right now when you still have to show mommy how so fucking beautiful and sexy you are at riding her beautiful cock. " ********** Valerie Martinez is just a definition of a serious hard working sexy therapist that has never failed relieving her patients but that's until she meets Pearl Williams who just turns her job upsidedown because she believes she's fucking okay but when it's the opposite because she's far from being ok

"Why did you show up at my school? Why did you corner me in the bathroom? Why did you kiss me? What did you mean you can pleasure me in more ways than one?" So many questions were running through my head and not having answers was driving me out my mind. "I can't answer any of those questions-" "Why the hell not?!" My hands were bawled into fist as she looked down at her own hands, as if contemplating what she should do. "Are you here as my patient, or as a personal matter?" She asked as she got out of her chair. I watched as she walked towards me. Today she was in a suit. A very alluring, seductive suit that seemed to make my mouth water. "Please answer Miss Wilson before I become irritated," I cleared my throat. "Personal," she nodded her head and walked up to me. With each step she took forwards I wanted to take five backwards. "I showed up to your school because I couldn't stop thinking about you. I cornered you in the bathroom because I wanted to see how you would react to have someone stand over you, and watch you squirm until you fell to your knees," she was standing directly in front of me now. "I kissed you because I had been wanting to do that since the moment I laid eyes on you. I wanted to know how your lips would quiver under mine. How they would part as I stuck my hands in between your legs and circled your clit. And as for the last thing," she ran her hand through my hair and pulled my head back. Her lips went to my ear, "you knew exactly what I meant," a whimper left my mouth as she started nibbling on my ear. "I'm going to fuck you now Miss Wilson," I felt my inside starting to burn as she ran her tongue down my neck. She started sucking on my collarbone making my knees go weak. "And if I'm being honest," she moved back up to my neck and once her tongue touched that spot a moan slipped out mouth. This seemed to arouse her as her grip on my hair tightened. "I haven't felt this excited to fuck someone in a while,"

Original Character x Ahna Mac More of a storyline than TV production flow. Gip.

The Queen didn't rush her. She simply stood, close enough that the assistant felt her attention like a hand tightening around her throat. "You keep saying he's dangerous," the Queen said calmly. "It doesn't scare me." Her fingers closed around the assistant's wrist, pressing it flat against the desk. "Do you know what he does?" "I... this is a mistake," the assistant whispered, trembling. "A mistake is thinking your body lies to me," the Queen said. Her grip tightened command, not pain. "Look at you," she continued. "Shaking. Pulse frantic. Mouth opening like you're about to beg." "I belong to him," the assistant stammered. "No," the Queen said softly. "You were assigned to him." Her free hand moved to the assistant's throat not choking, just claiming. "Men like him confuse ownership with fear. I don't." Her thumb pressed. The assistant gasped. "I don't take what doesn't respond. And you-" Her lips brushed the ear. "-are responding beautifully." "I can't... if he finds out-" "He will. Eventually," the Queen interrupted. Her fingers moved lower. "That you weren't stolen. That you walked." She kissed her hard, claiming, silencing protest. Dominance. Erasing the shadow of him. "You're not innocent," the Queen murmured. "You're starving. I don't save women like you. I ruin them for every cage they've ever known." "Tell me to stop," she said. Stop. The word hovered. It never came. The Queen smiled slow, victorious. "Once I touch you, he doesn't get you back. Not loyalty. Not fear. Not nights. You don't belong to me. But you will never belong to him again." The door stayed closed. The assistant let herself fall.

'𝐼 𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑘 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑐𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝐼 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑖𝑡 𝑢𝑝' 𝐵𝑒𝑦𝑜𝑛𝑐𝑒́ 𝑔𝑝 𝑥 𝑌/𝑁 𝐽𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑. 𝑆𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑜𝑛 𝐹𝑒𝑏𝑟𝑢𝑎𝑟𝑦 6𝑡ℎ 𝐹𝑖𝑛𝑖𝑠ℎ𝑒𝑑 𝑜𝑛 𝐹𝑒𝑏𝑟𝑢𝑎𝑟𝑦 24𝑡ℎ

The idea was simple: fake a relationship, get the fans invested, boost their popularity, and make more money. but if there's one thing tyla should've know despite her little time in the industry, it's that things never stayed simple for long.

Valeria didn't rush. She never did. Inez was pinned beneath her, wrist locked overhead, the hold precise and impersonal. Not pain. Control. Inez scoffed anyway. "That's it?" she sneered. "I've had tutors scarier than you." Valeria said nothing. The silence pressed in. "You don't scare me," Inez added, louder. Brattier. "You just-" "Enough." One word. Flat. Final. Valeria lifted Inez's chin with two fingers, detached as a correction. "Look at me," she said coolly. "If you're going to embarrass yourself, do it properly." Inez laughed, brittle. "You think this makes you powerful?" "I don't think," Valeria replied. "I decide." Her gaze never wavered. "You provoke because it's the last control you have." "I don't belong to you," Inez snapped. Valeria leaned in, voice razor-thin. "You are my wife. You belong to consequences." She released her grip. "Say it." "No." Valeria waited. The quiet broke Inez, she hated being ignored. "...I'll behave, I'll be a good girl" Inez muttered. "Specify." Inez swallowed hard. "...I'll be your good girl" Valeria stepped back, already distant. "Good," she said. "Remember why." #1 older women-13th February (FAST PACE BOOK)

Claire Shaw wants to disappear. Her entire life she's been judged and ridiculed for the fact that she was born intersex, meaning she's a chick with a dick. And people don't like that. Especially the boys at her school. And while she's used to looks, the comments and even the physical violence, she's not used to the tornado that is Riley Green, the sister of her biggest bully. Riley Green is everything Claire isn't. Loud, popular, out and proud. She makes herself heard, stands up to the bullies and loves her friends with a passion and she goes after what she wants. And what she wants is Claire. When the girls are paired up to do a summer art project, Riley uses it as the perfect excuse to be near the girl everyone hates. And while Claire doesn't trust the sister of her bully, she can't help but to find herself looking forward to seeing her everyday. As the summer drags on, can the girl who is hated by everyone find love with the one person she shouldn't?

Book #4 of The De'Sacra Series Bellamy's plan for college is simple: keep her head down, focus on basketball, and avoid drama. But everything changes the moment she steps into her dorm room. What was supposed to be a fresh start quickly becomes tangled when she runs into Lakelyn-someone she had a one-night stand with over the summer. Lakelyn, the self-assured and often misunderstood girl who pulled Bellamy into a world she never knew she wanted. In the end of this journey of self discovery, Bellamy is forced to confront the most complicated question of all: Is Lakelyn really the one for her? *Note: There are intersex characters*