PAIN AND PLEASURE: The BDSM SERIES Book 1 Will No one knows that the professor who commands the entire class is the same woman I control completely. The same classroom where she teaches, becomes the place where I punish her after everyone's gone. Iva I've always known about my dark desires, to be controlled, to be punished, but I never imagined one of my own students would be the one to fulfill them. As he tests my limits and takes control, we both find ourselves falling deeper... every single day. *** "Professor, you know I don't repeat myself. Open your legs now, or I'll put you over my lap and spank you. Is that what you want, your students discovering that their strict professor is a submissive?" Fuck! Why do his warnings always turn me on instead of pissing me off? This time, I splay my legs, trying not to provoke him further. I quickly glance around. Thankfully, everyone is too busy working on their test to notice anything. My breath catches as his hand slips between my thighs, under the desk.

Jocelyn thrust her head backward and groaned in frustration. Aroused as she was, all her nerve endings had become very sensitive. She closed her eyes as her arousal left her no choice but to focus completely on the sensitive touch of the metal spoon edging ever closer to her sex. She was ready for him to take her right now. She wanted to feel his finger or the spoon on her clitoris. She wanted to come. She could almost scream in frustration. Tied as she was, there was nothing that she could do herself. How much cream did he still have left to eat...? Just how much closer can he get and still not quite hit my... As his spoon finally ran gently over the tender lips of her vagina, her whole body shivered. Oh my God! That was it. Do it again...! + + + Marc woke up one Sunday morning to find Jocelyn on his doorstep. Someone had given him a gift of this lovely maid to help him with his housework for a year. Who had done it, and why? While Marc tries to find out what is going on, Jocelyn finds out about Marc's dark desires. She pushes him until he brings them out into the light. The tables turn and the cheeky Jocelyn finds herself willingly fulfilling services that go way beyond the initial gift of a little more free time... + + + Note: This is a teaser. The full work is available on Amazon. With 21 out of 32 Chapters, it is quite a long teaster...! Enjoy...;-)

🔥Featured by @WattpadAfterDark on "BDSM and Consensual Kink" reading list🔥 *** "I couldn't get enough of him. The more I tasted him, the more I wanted him. I was addicted to him." *** Elizabeth's boyfriend breaks up with her so they can both try new things; to taste new sexual experiences. Crushed and heartbroken, the last thing Elizabeth expects is that her long-awaited vacation will give her the most sinful sexual pleasure she could imagine. *** Sinful Pleasure is #1 of the "Trilogy of Pleasure" series - short, fast-paced pieces. The stories follow Elizabeth's life, who explores her sensuality and expands her sexual experiences in a passionate and turbulent but forbidden relationship. *** Erotic romance 18+

• Mature Audience ~ (Trigger Warning) It will contain strong language, physical, mental trauma, smut and smoking. • A fatal attraction between a dangerous playboy mafia boss and a pure innocent girl with a tragic backstory will they be able to resist each other? • He's ruthless and mafia life is all he knows and believes in until (She) shows up and changes his rules in his little game. • In her, he finds light and a new purpose to his life but things get bumpy when her past follows behind her. Will that keep them apart forever and destined to never be together? • When danger meets pure different worlds collide do you expect the unexpected?

SAY PLEASE A teasing, dirty, age-gap workplace romance where the boss always loses control. He's forty. Stoic. Ruthless. Everyone fears him. Except me. I just make him hard. Julian Blackwell is my boss-of a billion-dollar empire, master of control, and walking proof that suits should come with warning labels. He growls, commands, and glares like I'm a problem he can't solve. Too bad I love being the problem. I show up late. Challenge him in meetings. Drop my pen just to bend over in front of him. And every time I do? He stares like he's ready to ruin his life-and mine. And when I climb into his lap, flip the power dynamic, and make him say please? He breaks. And once Julian Blackwell breaks, there's no putting him back together. This isn't just office tension. It's a game of control-with rules we're both ready to destroy. 🔥 Age gap 🔥 Obsessive Boss energy 🔥 Dirty power plays 🔥 She teases, he begs 🔥 And yes... it's very big

He's a cold, ruthless billionaire CEO. She's the sharp-mouthed academic who wants nothing to do with him. Too bad he's already decided she's his. Maggie never planned to fall into bed-literally-with Carter Gram. One minute, she's calling out his entitled behavior. The next, he's wrecking her headboard and her entire ability to think straight. He's arrogant, bossy, and too damn hot for anyone's good. She's sarcastic, grounded, and determined not to become another one of his toys. This billionaire doesn't just want her submission. He wants everything. From Page 20: New voicemail. Same number. I blinked. Then pressed play. "Maggie..." His voice was rougher now. Guttural. Feral. "I should be asleep right now. But I'm hard, aching, and completely fucked in the head because of you." My breath hitched. A wave of heat crashed through me. "All I can think about is the way your lips would feel wrapped around my fingers. Around my cock." I froze. Holy shit. "You drive me fucking crazy... You sit there with that sweet, innocent professor act... But I see it. The way your thighs press together when I get too close." My hand slipped under the blanket. My breath was shaky, chest rising fast. "I want to ruin you, Maggie. Not just once. Slowly. Thoroughly. Every single night..." My fingers skimmed over the waistband of my sleep shorts. God, I was soaked. I grabbed my vibrator from the drawer like I was possessed. Flicked it on low. "Touch yourself tonight. Do it thinking of me... Imagine how much better it'll feel when it's my fingers. My mouth. My cock." A whimper escaped me before I could stop it. My back arched, thighs trembling. I pressed the vibrator against my clit, still listening to him in my ear-his voice thick with desire, commanding, dangerous. "You'll be mine, Maggie. So fucking real, you'll beg me not to stop." I was begging. Silently. Desperately. My hips rocked, heat spiraling tighter and tighter until- "Carter," I gasped out, head thrown back.

A DARK MAFIA ROMANCE ‼️WARNING‼️ Contains sensitive topic, includes explicit s*x scenes, criminology, killing and heavy smut. If you feel uncomfortable while reading the story, please leave without any hate. Thank you. Also available to read on Amazon ❝ I've never tasted anything like you before. You're different from those girls, I spent my nights with. ❞ A story which comes with an outstanding thrill of romantic fantasies, a flood of romance and emotions, angst and a touch of crime and sexuality. A world where a man named as Marquis Lunard, falls in love with a pair of lips of a hostage, named as Yenail. From there onwards, bridges of romanticism started to build. An air of few tortures blows and a river of lust bursts up. Therefore, further on, there are struggles and acts of love that occurs between them both. Yet during such kind of battles and catastrophes that happens between them both, tells them about the reality and power of true love. ✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦ All Rights Reserved ©️ Maha Ahmed

He could bet that he never had such an amazing p*ssy, than his sweet babygirl. And probably? He was the best p*ssy eater that she ever witnessed. ____ All Rights Reserved ©Goldenmaknae5620

"No one speaks to me the way you have been lately" He warned, his eyes trained on mine. "What are you going to do, kill me?" I answered back, my gaze focused only on his kissable full lips. "Much worse." I didn't have time to comprehend anything before he gripped my hips and slammed me down onto the bed, making my breath hitch. My hair had covered my face from the impact, very quickly I pushed it out of my way when Luca hovered over my body, his hands holding him up on each side of me. "Wha-" He shut me up by placing his lips on mine, making my entire insides melt. Sparks jolted throughout my body as his soft lips molded with mine, he kissed me with so much need and urgency that a quiet moan unexpectedly escaped from me... ••• Luca Vendor, the name that shoots shivers down people's spines. He's dark and mysterious, never loved and has always been taught to show zero emotion. When he comes across Kimberly Folin, a beautiful American woman, he's intrigued by her sassy attitude and ability to turn him down. Usually, a woman would drop their pants at the site of him, but Kimberly is very different. Not planning on letting her go anytime soon, he decides on asking for her to teach him how to be gentle, just for her. But when Luca causes trouble with a Russian leader, innocent Kimberly is thrown into a world full of danger... - HIGHEST RANKS: #1 in Love story #1 in Italian #4 in Adult Romance #9 in Romance ⚠️Mature themes, violence & strong language⚠

She hated him as much as he wanted her, a thorn in her side ever since they met, and it had only gotten worse with each lingering gaze between them. As an aspiring journalist, Presley didn't believe in love-or lasting romantic relationships of any kind. The last thing she needed in her whirlwind of life was to get involved with her best's friends bodyguard-or rather the head of the Cosa Nostra. A man with little use of manners and secrets in his past. Tall, handsome and covered with tattoos, a living and breathing hazard with a cold nature and quiet demeanor. A beautiful monster dressed in leather jackets, and tight fitting shirts. A made man. Silvio had ever met a woman like her, who spent every minute glaring at him. One who he was consumed to touch despite his dislike for touch. A stubborn femme fatale with soft brown eyes and obsidian curls. A woman he'd been trying to resist for a long time. When a threat from her past lands her into the very arms of her nemesis and into a fake relationship, she's forced to get to know him and suddenly, their fake relationship feels more real than anything she had ever own. - preview - God, it felt right like this was where it belonged-this was where I belonged. And she felt it too, given by the slight rush of her breathing, and dazed eyes. There was always this magnetic pull and tug between us, so irresistible and consuming. "Silvio." She let out a small gasp, obviously not expecting me to touch her, and it burned. Everything right now burned but it felt good. Almost in an addicting way like the pain crossed the threshold and soared to become another feeling. "I don't think this is a good idea." "You want me to stop right now, say it but this is a damn good idea." I said in a gruff voice. "Tell me you don't want this, tell me it's a bad idea and I'll stop."