(Completed) I couldn't escape him. I didn't want to. I was his. He was mine. But he wasn't my husband. My once treasured marriage was now flawed and imperfect. By the time the guilt set in, it was too late. Reality was trying to keep me away from my obsession. My husband was that reality. My obsession was Jordan. But Jordan was forbidden. Taken. Married. We were swingers. It was the perfect arrangement. Until I fell in love... With Jordan.

"Have you ever," I pause, "touched yourself, Baylor?" "Well of course I've touched myself," she says like I am crazy. I chuckle a little. "I mean have you ever touched yourself in between your legs? Have you ever made yourself feel good?" She looks confused, "N-no?" I lean in and whisper in her ear, "When you go to bed tonight, I want you to touch yourself in between your legs while you think of me. I want you to let yourself feel that and if you make any noises don't try to stop them okay?" "O-okay," I can practically feel her throbbing in my lap. *** Book Cover done by @_navyblueee_

Yes, you read that correctly-this is a story about people who worship d*cks. And a girl with no memory trapped in their world.

A night shrouded in darkness. A girl wakes up in an unfamiliar room, her body aching, her mind racing with unanswered questions. A mysterious man stands before her-dangerous, possessive, and undeniably drawn to her. He claims her as his own, weaving a tale of obsession that blurs the line between love and captivity. As secrets unravel and passions ignite, she's forced into a world of dangerous desires, hidden truths, and an intensity that consumes her entire existence. Is he her savior or the villain of her story? When love becomes obsession, escape is no longer an option....

|EDITED| I should've left. I knew I should've turned the hell around. Shut the door. Pretended I didn't see a damn thing. But I didn't. I stood there, frozen. Mesmerized. Cursed. She let the towel fall away. My breath caught when her breasts spilled free-round, medium-sized, her nipples already stiff. She palmed them, moaning low in her throat, her hips shifting against her fingers. Her waist was so damn small, and those thighs... Fuck. Those thick thighs spread wide, holding nothing back. Her clit swollen, her moans growing louder, filling every inch of space in the house. And all I could think was I want to be the one making her sound like that. I wanted to drop to my knees. Slide my mouth up her thighs. Bury my face in that sweet pussy until she screamed my name. God, she was so beautiful, so uninhibited. So fucking close. Amina and Mason have been friends forever. But not even forever prepares them for this. They've shared everything-secrets, laughs, and late-night talks-but never touched the spark simmering just beneath the surface. So when they decide to explore their sexual chemistry under a strict set of rules, it's supposed to be simple. No drama. No emotions. Just heat. But rules don't stand a chance when the lines blur between friendship and something far more dangerous. Because once they cross that line... there's no going back This book was inspired by the song. (That Way by Tate McRae ) !!WARNING!! THIS BOOK CONTAINS A LOT OF DETAILED SEXUAL CONTENT|

"House of Desires" In a world without rules, Devraj, his wife Naini, adopted son Arush, and old flame Sandhya create a home where love, lust, and breastfeeding bind them in raw intimacy. Naked truths, shared bodies, and open hearts define their days. When Dev's cousin Pooja falls for Arush, she joins their no-shame sanctuary-only to unknowingly bring danger. Rayan, obsessed with Naini, uses her to snatch Naini away to his glass mansion, where obsession turns into a twisted, possessive love. As Naini faces Rayan's dark hunger, back home, a shy visitor named Raksh stirs new desire with Pooja. This is a tale of broken rules, shared cravings, and a house where love tastes like milk-and no one leaves untouched.

When Vibha, a young bride bound to a man with a fractured mind, finds herself increasingly drawn to her brooding brother-in-law, Indra, buried secrets and suppressed desires ignite a dangerous tension. As the walls of the mansion witness more than they should, love, guilt, and longing blur every line of propriety. Warning ⚠️: This story contains mature emotional themes, morally complex characters, and is intended for a mature audience. 21+ Copyright ©️ last_one_you_love 2025. All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be copied, reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means-electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise-without the prior written permission of the author. This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locations is purely coincidental. Unauthorized translation, adaptation, or republication of this content is strictly prohibited and may result in legal action.

Emrys Harrow was my crush first-then he became my stepdad. Tragic, right? Dreaming about screwing my mother's man? Yeah, that's a whole new level of messed up. But this isn't a story about regret. It's about how I seduced my stepdad, made him cheat, and shattered their marriage. You probably hate me already-not that it matters. Most people do. But let's be real. You wouldn't be here if you didn't want to watch the wreckage.

WHAT IS PLEASURE ? A COMPLETE BLISS THAT YOU FEEL AFTER COPULATING! WHAT IF YOU WERE GIVEN AN OPTION WHERE YOU JUST HAVE TO EXPERIENCE THIS BLISS FOR A WHOLE YEAR... SOUNDS EUPHORIC RIGHT? LIFE IS NOT ALWAYS ABOUT FEELING ECSTASY THERE'S ALWAYS SOME ANGST, DESOLATION, MELANCHOLY AND SO MANY OTHER THINGS OPPOSITE OF HAPPINESS I SIGNED UP MY LIFE FOR ALL THESE THINGS AND NOT JUST FOR THAT BLISS -SAMANTHA WE THE ROMANO BROTHERS CAN BRING ANYONE ON THEIR KNEES BUT OUR ANGEL WOULDN'T SUCCUMB TO OUR BEHEST PEOPLE FEAR TO EVEN HAVE A GLIMPSE AT US BUT SHE CHALLENGES US BEING THE DEVILS WE LOVE THE PROVOCATION AND INTEND TO FULFIL HER EVERY CARNAL DESIRE SHE'S TRULY THE EPITOME OF SEX GODDESS AND WE HER DEVILS ARE ON A EXPEDITION TO RAVAGE HER - ROMANO BROTHERS _________________________________________ 💕 Hello my lovely reader's 💕 There will be extreme mature scenes only for 18+ #BDSM #DDLG #OtherKinkyStuff #Explicitscenes #Abusivecontents #Maturescene #Menagerie #Multiplepartners #Depression #Disturbingcontent And finally lot's and lot's of SMUT/EROTICA mentioned throughout the Story 😜 _________________________________________

Urvi never thought she'd be here-married to her sister's ex-husband, the man who once loved her with a passion that set the world on fire. But now, he's a stranger to her-emotionally closed off, locked in the past, unable to see her for who she is. Ten years older, a man shaped by heartbreak, he doesn't want her. Not like he once wanted her sister. His heart is a fortress she can't break into. And yet, she longs for him. To be seen. To be touched. To be loved. What happens when her burning desire underneath the drapes of saree seduces him? Will he fulfill her desire..or will Urvi remain bound in loveless marriage forever?? Dive into, SEDUCTION IN SAREE HIGHLY MATURE CONTENT!! RATED 18+